[ Strength E VS Strength D. It's evident who would win in an arm-wrestling match, so Mozart wisely refrains from attempting to fight insult with brawn.

Still, he pulls a face. The sound his wet boots make over smooth tiles is far from musical. ]

Playing judge, jury, and executioner? Please, we're here for a break— haven't you heard?

[ His tone here implies that he's exhausted just thinking about it. What a diva. ]

If you must know, I was just listening to people's heartbeats. As if that's enough for me to be labeled a deviant!