This is some proto-form of some kind of joke or scene I'm working on:
"Doctor, we've been through this before--"
"--I know, Chris, but I'd like to see if we can dig a little deeper. [Scribbles] Would you say that you have a grandiose sense of self-importance?"
"Wouldn't me what?" [scribbles more]
"As Supreme Ruler of 3-Space? It just seems like it goes with the territory."
"OK... Do you have fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, or beauty?"
"Unh... Just look at me..." [waves his hands at himself]
"Do these powers derive from an intellectual...or a sexual...prowess?"
[Exasperated, defiant look out the window] "Doctor, I'm hung like a field mouse. ...Of course it's intellectual. Who else do you know has the power to attack across time?"