James laughed. "You really think I'm that good, huh? No, Kate, I don't. I'm not as omnipresent as you think I am." He ran a lazy hand through his hair. "And stuff that doesn't come from me isn't guaranteed to be safe, and it's certainly not guaranteed to be high quality. People can put shit in it or give you bottom of the barrel and charge you like its high price if you don't know what you're doing." Which Katie, of course, did not.