[James Norrington certainly doesn't know. He doesn't have a spoon, though, at least not in his hands. What he does have are his hands on his hips while he scrutinizes this side of the house -- and very intently indeed. On the floor beside him are a number of tools which would usually be put applied to the hull of a ship. His eyes are working their way up the wall. No doubt they'll reach the roof soon.]
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