I need...I need...I need... fish fingers and custard! You are the only mystery worth solving. Thank you, Strax. And if I'm ever in need of advice from a psychotic potato dwarf, you'll certainly be the first to know. No idea. Just do what I do: hold tight and pretend it's a plan. Goodbye, Clara. Yes, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise. Oh, I always rip out the last page of a book. Then it doesn't have to end.