Really? Nothing? All right, so Stan's stone cold in the face of low-blow snark. Noted. Maybe Alex would find that admirable, if he didn't find the rest of this to be so eye-rollingly obnoxious.

"You are really scraping on the bottom of the barrel here, aren't you?" Alex remarks mildly, then decides to take a leaf out of Max's book. He starts snapping pictures, completely without any regard for framing and what have you. More like he's just making a racket to make a racket.

"Hey," he says, as if the thought's just occurred to him. Click. "These exhibits - " Click. " - aren't photosensitive - " Click. " - are they?"

Click click click.