I thought I'd see your ugly fa...mask.

[A lot of smug satisfaction comes over Blake's features. If he was in a chair, he'd be leaning back with his hands behind his head. As it is, he just has a swagger in his step as he gets down from the stage.]

You're just pissed off that I'm already doing better at this than you. See, you can't just run around setting shit on fire like an idiot. You got to have something to offer.

[He points at the (somewhat baffled) crowd.] Here's my "demonstration."