We walked through the entrance to my secret lair and my son laughed at the guard stationed outside the door. Once we were in the antechamber and waiting for disengaging locks, I took the chance to educate.
"My son, I noticed you noticed that the guard outside isn't one of my crack troops."
"He looked stupid!"
"He does, and he is! But you see, even idiots have their uses. The guards controlling this room watch him carefully, and when he invariably gets taken out or bypassed by a hero, they know what they're up against."
"Oh, clever!"
"I am, yes."
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