[Oh Kimblee. Clive is almost envious of you. Even though he's realized by now that he's probably not going to be able to destroy London anytime soon, he wishes he could get a bunch of explosives and go to a nice, secluded area and... pretend...]
Well, that's good. May I ask how you've managed to produce that explosion?
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Well, that's good. May I ask how you've managed to produce that explosion?