Though considering I still don't know what your gift is, I'm one up above you.

[ Definitely because Childermass and Lambert were holding out on their own gifts. Taking the quill back, Strange holds it between his fingers before flopping down on the couch next to Lambert. ]

I'll sign that, by the way, [ Strange points out, nodding at Lambert's shoddily written contract. ] Just let me write in a caveat that you'll actually stop and think about things for a second or two before you do anything rash.