"No, but I've thrown a few elections."
Someone advises him that if and when he does launch a bid for the Presidency, the National Enquirer might ruin him by running photos of him ducking in the duel.
Holmes muses.
"That's why I want to be Czar."
Miss Markof-Belaeff admitted that she, too, had had no previous pie-throwing experience. She trained for the event by hurling an open paperback against the wall of her room.
Duels are great things, she maintains, and a tradition that rightly should be revived when it can be done in non-violent ways. Since the duel, tensions between herself and Mr. Holmes have been greatly relaxed.
"I feel much more comfortable talking to Mr. Holmes," she remarks, "now that I can imagine him with blueberry all over his face."