I'll turn him into a flea. A harmless little flea. And then I'll put that flea in a box, and I'll put that box inside another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives -- ahahahahaha! -- I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! Or, to save on postage, I'll just poison him with this!
Is that wool?
Yeah.
Alpaca?
Uh, yeah, it is.
It's nice.
My wife made it.
She knits?
Crochets.
Crochets, nice.