The man, still high on getting the first question right relishes in the fact that he is, in Kahmori's words "off the menu... for now"... But troubling him is his the suspension of his talent for hiding things anywhere on his person. He tries again for the mallet in his pocket with no success, such is the same for the anvil in his ear, the three ton safe in his nose, and the kitchen sink under his shoulder length lair. Desperate he reaches into his back pocket for the two things he hid without his power; a ham sandwich and his driver's license, the name 'Wacko Sylum' adorning the laminated card. Feeling he hasn't any use for it, he tosses it aside and munches on the sandwich as he waits for the next question...