[He has learned years ago not to facepalm in the middle of a potentially lethal situation. But that won't stop him from wanting to.]
Oh. We're in THAT stage of - are you serious.
[Pulls a gun. Fires a rubber bullet right at Giant Horrific Moth Man's giant horrific knee. Then he stands directly in the way of Calendar-for-a-Cape, and points it right at his head. It's a scary-lookin' gun.]