To: [Genius is really an honorific with you, isn't it?]
From: [Rendered speechless - again]
Subject: . . .

You really feel secure in gloating about someone's social shortcomings? Really? May I refer back to that stunning list of exclusionary clauses for prom that nearly limited your dating options to Shiro's little sister?

Forge, Forge. Didn't your parents ever teach you it's impolite to cackle over flaming wreckage (or at the very least over the sort that's bound to add as much drama to life as this is)? And they seemed like such sensible people, too. Ah well, I guess any trait can skip a generation.