… I drew this gallant head of war, And cull’d these fiery spirits from the world, To outlook conquest and to win renown Even in the jaws of danger and of death.

“Nimbly” quoth he, “do the fingers move / If a man be but used to his trade.”

As junior dogsbody, he was lurked with this mission.

Company policy forbids displaying cheesecake in the locker rooms.