"Sweetie, I don't even know what the idiot looks like, or what his user name is. I wouldn't be able to bother him if I wanted too."

He picked up his jacket, brushing it off idly before looking at her. "You're really set on this, aren't you, Lisa? Set on grabbing life by the, uh, horns and making it yours." Doing what you wanted because of what you believed - hey, anyone could associate with that. Even the Joker.