When life gets too strange, too impossible, too frightening, there is always one last hope. When all else fails, there are two men sitting, arguing in a scruffy flat, like they’ve always been there and they always will. The best and wisest men I have ever known, my Baker Street boys, Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson.
"Well, look what we have here...The big mouthed know-it-all. Guess it's my turn to ask the questions, huh? So...Are you quirkless or do you have a quirk? If you don't have one, what would it be and why?"