The slightly larger cloud of sparks condenses into a twisted shape, and Curiosity grins at the professor from under a pair of bushy blue eyebrows. "No, I think we've got it."

That's new.

"What, the claw?"

No, you've used that before. Don't think it's ever been purple, but you've used it before.

"Then, you must be referring to the lion's head?"

It's nice, but not what I was talking about. No, I mean that thing on your face; it's huge!

"It's a mustache. It asks questions."

I won't pretend to understand what you just said.

"Probably for the best."

It's kept me sane before.

"Sooo... what'll it be?"

Mmmmm... I've grown a bit tired of tasting doorknob. Let's go unicorn.

"Power level? Physical defects?"

Can you give me an eyepatch? And, say, a terrible inability to be caught on fire?

"Ooooh, I like that idea! What do you think, Boffie?"