Why learn to make them if I can get my best friend the baker to make them at an even higher quality than I could ever dream of doing?

[A secretly flirty awesome hitman, am I right? (yes I'm right)]

Ouch, you wound me in whatever human squishy bits I have left. What I saw was this little runt of a kid getting picked on by bigger kids for being a runt. I set them straight and my parents thought you'd be a good influence on me.