—and I suppose I understand the oath of pugilistic pacifism, but Sis, what was up with the shirt? Did he swear an oath of perpetual exposure to you as well? If you got him to do that—well, props, but it was rather peculiar. You would not believe how embarrassing it was in the Temple of Ice. As if Sheena wasn’t bad enough, your boyfriend was—
Oh, shit. He’s coming.
We’ll talk later.