I used to love flying. [No he didn't. But the lie falls out of his mouth automatically.] I was in a vertibird crash a few years back--not a bad crash, obviously, because I'm still here, all limbs intact--but it pretty much killed my enthusiasm for flying.

[All lies. But he genuinely is excited about fighting for what's right, that's not a lie.]

Exactly. Black eyes for a worthy cause. Or maybe should I say Eggactly.

Sorry. I'm honestly ashamed of myself for that.