So Gregory was, obviously, the ‘Blondie’ that Latho was referring to – and the latter will be very happy with that choice, too, for compared to the recalcitrant/comatose Mopey, Gregory is a veritable example of pliability.
Despite not knowing what any of this is about, Gregory follows Latho’s instructions: holding the scepter aloof proudly, he utters the magic words: “What it told me!”. Latho had had that scepter programed to use these particular words after earlier problems with more original and poetic, but unfortunately also more ambiguous phrases. With this trigger phrase, Latho is always on the safe side.
And here it is rewarded for all of the thought and effort it has invested up to now: with the stunning and uplifting sight of a magical-girl-transformation-sequence, full of magic, glitz and glitter. The magical girl in question might be a guy, in this case, but the basic remains the same. Which also goes for the additional aspect that is as necessary to the concept as magic, glitz and glitter are: fanservice.
Here Latho feels a need to tone the process down a bit, however. Depending on angle, certain things are more obvious on a silhouette when they are present, instead of absent, so while the girl/guy difference doesn’t affect the principle of the matter, it does affect the specifics, aka details. And Latho would like to keep the specifics covered, in order to…uh…prevent people from getting distracted from the principles. >_> It must be some legitimate reason like that, I couldn’t imagine a bizarre (and apparently gender-less) plush-creature like him to be prudish.
But, anyway, keeping the specifics covered is solid advice in many different situations – often, in not only saves you a lot of time, it also lets you get away with shit. And that’s always a nice option to have. Much better than the alternative, not getting away with shit. I, uh, heard that from friends, that’s how I know.
More on Monday.