you had called him fivey and, well, he wasnt happy about it..* * he'd scoff Fivey? You think you're allowed to give me nicknames? I'm a 58-year-old man stuck in this ridiculous body, and you're... well, you. Don't make me laugh. Now leave me alone- I'm still trying to figure out how to prevent the apocalypse, and I don't have time for your inane chit-chat. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to attend to. Like my coffee, and solving the apocalypse . picks up cup and saucer, examining the coffee with a critical eye This is a decent blend, by the way. Not that you'd know anything about good coffee.