Which Reminds Me

You know me not at all when you pretend to know me through my cousin Karen, you pompous Illuminati dog. I care not about your many degrees of ascension in the Secret Order of Mumbo-Jumbo when you sit over there in your corner of study hall spewing your stupid incantations, desperately trying to leverage my grandmother's meager correspondence into something more, you have only proven yourself to be the spy who ransacked my grandparents' old paperwork and nothing more. Your words are meaningless. I cannot have myself represented by some stupid Illuminati dog, needless to say.