Nothing would have gone this smoothly if you’d been involved. I’m glad you were stupid. That’s right. I said it,” I confess on a long sigh. He blinks as if he’s surprised. “I feel both insulted and complimented,” he says, bristling as he straightens his tie. “That’s because it was an insulting compliment. You can’t complain about those, since they’re almost the only sort of compliment you dole out on the regular.”
