User blog comment:Flamebiplane/Eziko and Friends (Q&A)/@comment-30014014-20180319185143/@comment-30014014-20180320173014

Joseph, unprepared to hear her selected choice of targets, erupts in an impromptu laughter. He claps his hands all the while "You! You have excellent taste, I must say. They're my favorite too. Ohh, we must share the enormous amount of pratical joke each prefers inflicting on these towers of insufferable arrogance".

He rubs the thumb of his right hand on his similar fingers, a mass of gold ammasing directly underneath "Personally, one of my favorite is tampering with the source of their pride. It's hilarious to watch them break down in tears once they realize their fortune is naught but copper and glitter as opposed to gold and diamonds". The clown clenches his hand, the pseudo-fortune violently forced into existance as cheap metal.