Mom
[The Blue Raja's mom walks in on him, in full costume, rummaging through her silverware drawer]
Jeffrey, what are you doing?
I'm, uh, I'm just... I... I... [shifts to British accent] I'm a superhero, mother.
Mom
A superhero?
An effete British superhero, to be precise. The Blue Raja is my name, and yes, I know I don't wear much blue and I speak in a British accent, but if you know your history it really does make perfect sense. I am pilfering your tableware because...I hurl it. I hurl it with a deadly accuracy. The point is, your boy's a Limey fork-flinger mother, hard cheese to swallow I know, but there it is. What will the bridge club think?
