[Josh is capable of convincing himself of a great many things, all of which are equally ridiculous.

He sighs and rubs his nose.]

Mycroft. Pull the trident or whatever it is out of your ass and get up. I used to argue for a living — in fact, that's what I still do, despite being dead, and I am tremendously good at winning and getting what I want. So spare us both the energy and let's go.