remembers he has something in the fridge and returns with a chocolate gold medal, smile bright. 'For being you.'
...is not amused. That hurts, bastard.
wasn't trying to hurt him. Dammit all, 'Matt.... does it really matter all that much whether you're wining gold medals or not? You have a_
stable government unlike me and Iggy-pops and well... you're not Alfred. Your country is one of the best places to live, it doesn't need_
to justify itself with medals.'