[And Arthur's head shoots up attentively as he reads that, a lightbulb visibly going off in his head. He furrows his brow for a moment, deep in thought. Somebody with the federal government? Power... And money! He's just hit a goldmine! He grins-- then stops and looks down at the camera suspiciously. He pushes one last button-- THE GLORIOUS PRIVATE FILTER GOES UP.]

Hey, wait, this isn't one of those "stings," is it? Because you have to tell me if it is!

...

Right?