"You'd think a guy who could carny-swindle big cosmic smart-guys like the Grandmaster could win an argument with his own sister," he mock-grumbles.

They should design a family crest. It would probably have a sleepy bird on it, maybe. Or a purple background. "Let myself--?! I'll have you know, I'm damn awesome. Remember last year? And that's when I was all sore from tracksuit bros."