Yeah. Something like that. But of course they could do better. They're Quality. There's some sort of quality stamp or something they should be using. But that doesn't matter because he doesn't want to hear that little newsflash.

"Well, it's a fucked up new trend and I don't want to follow it. I'm not accepting this shit. I'm not. I'm not accepting haunted kitchens or voices or spontaneous combustion. Now, either hand it over or at least poor me a fucking drink for the love of Christ."