Wil tried a vacant stare, just to see if he could beat the old lady at her own game. - Paul Jenkins

I see where you're going with this, Wil. Bravo!"
"Do you?" replied Wil. "Because honestly, Mr. Dinsdale, if you know where I'm going, perhaps you'd be kind enough to give me directions!

That’s it! That’s the utterly random mental chaos I was looking for! No one’s going to predict that response! Anything Else?

Outside, the city streets were gray and sodden. Indeed, Wil often fancied this was the city where they had invented the color gray.