[Davesprite's not bothered at all. He's generally intending to talk to someone; it's just questionable who, and the interjection is relevant.]

[As for the question—]

The spy who shagged me. He loved me, left me, and now I've got nothing but the memories of a velvet suit and overused '90s refs to keep me warm on these endless winter nights.

[Utterly deadpan.]

So what's a turbo mansion?