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Conan: ...You know, for a supposed genius, I sure have a lot of weak points in my plans. I mean, Satou nearly had me that time when she was pulling at Uncle's cheeks. It's a good thing that essentially everyone but me turns incompetent when the plot shows up.

Man: What did you say to me you little brat!?
Ran: S-Sir, I'm sure he didn't mean it-
Conan: Oh, psh. You know I meant it Ran. I mean look at this lug.
Man: I would stop talking, kid, or you'll really regret it.
Ran: *whispers* Shinichi, I thought I told you I didn't want to take on your fights anymore!
Conan: *whispers* Who says you'd get this one? I think I could take him. One superpowered kick to the shins and he'd beg for my mercy.

Man on the phone: This is incredibly important information on your credit card-!
Haibara: Hold up, hold up. What. ...Seriously what. I just picked up the phone and, without any information on who I am, you just started blabbing. For your information, I'm seven and don't have a credit card. You, sir, are incompetent.
Man on the phone: ............
Haibara: ..........................how did you get my cell number anyway?