[Mission accomplished well enough?? Manley looks out at the crowd when the double disappears, gesturing at Cam, encouraging some scattered jeering. Who knows who theyre actually jeering at, but it's well-timed enough to satisfy him.

Cutting the vine makes it drop to the floor and sit there unmoving; Manley tsks, shaking his head and wagging a finger like a scolding schoolteacher.]

Why don't you quit jumping around and do something the people can actually appreciate, hm?! Why, I haven't moved an inch in ages, and I'm no more defeated than earlier!