Alex: If you won't tell me about yourself, Jaime, then I'll have to do some investigating on my own. (Jaime grabs a handhold) Interesting. Your right hand doesn't seem to perspire at all. (Jaime pulls her hand back) If you touch that gate in front of you, you will take a direct 220 volt charge. I'm afraid it would be just goodbye. Jaime. (Jaime grabs the gate and pulls it open) That's quite an unusual arm. What's it made of?
Jaime: Sugar and spice.
Alex: That does not compute.