What Ho!

He scowls his ugly mug at you.

"Eh? I wasn't born yesterday, you know."

"Um, I never said you were," you comment puzzedly. You consider that it's bit much to ask a bloke who just survived a fall that would have killed lesser men to also try to reason with the neolithic likes of the Dogberries of the world.

While complimenting yourself on the use of the word "neolithic" in your inner thoughts, you are rudely torn from your reverie by Officer Dogberry placing a meaty hand on your shoulder.

You