D.M: *talking with one of the captains of his naval armadas in the garden* Well, what do you think, Venus?
Venus: My lord, if I were to announce this plan to this particular crew that you've hired, demonstrates a level of ineptitude that borders on the imbecilic. And I lean that in the most caring way possible.
D.M: I am deeply wounded by your brutal yet polite words, Captain Venus.
Venus: Again, my lord, with the most greatest respect, please rethink your poor decision.