I didn't say one word, my inner monologue is an essence of ability. Hell, I don't have to talk. I can talk to you telepathy if I want to. Because I am the master of fate and chance. Flip a coin and i'll win it on the fly. There's no way of outsmarting me as I am that....Son of a bitch. That can make your life heaven or certainly hell. My game is chess and you are but a small pawn on a much broader spectrum. How's that for a breather? Punk.