π¦ββ¬: Ah, Vimes. I hope you're already dealing with our problem.
π¦ββ¬: I need a decision until Wednesday.
πΆ: Are you out of your mind?
π¦ββ¬: Yes, Vimes. I am obviously out of my mind and body.
πΆ: Am I looking like a wizzard?!
π¦ββ¬: Vimes, I strongly recommend you not to move.
πΆ: Usually I prefer no assassins near my neck, sir. Especially with sharp things in their hands.
π¦ββ¬: Than you should learn how to shave yourself properly. Or hire a barber.
πΆ: Are you sure that barber won't cut the throat of your Patrician's body for a few coins?
π¦ββ¬: Than sit still, Vimes.