No, said Aziraphale, it's ineffable.

20 CONTINUED: ODO So, perhaps you'd like to tell me what's bothering you? GARAK Why do you think something's bothering me? ODO Because you're almost done with your meal. It usually takes you twice as long to eat your breakfast. GARAK Does it? ODO In my experience, most mornings you're more interested in talking than eating. GARAK Maybe I'm just hungry today. Odo gives Garak a skeptical look. Garak knows he's not fooling anyone and decides to come clean.

‘Jeeves!’ I shouted.

‘Sir?’ came a faint respectful voice from the great open spaces.

‘My man,’ I explained to the Right Hon. ‘A fellow of infinite resource and sagacity. He’ll have us out of this in a minute. Jeeves!’

‘Sir?’

‘I’m sitting on the roof.’

‘Very good, sir.’

‘Don’t say “Very good”. Come and help us. Mr Filmer and I are treed, Jeeves.’

‘Very good, sir.’

‘Don’t keep saying “Very good”. It’s nothing of the kind. The place is alive with swans.’

‘I will attend to the matter immediately, sir.’

I turned to the Right Hon. I even went so far as to pat him on the back. It was like slapping a wet sponge.

‘All is well,’ I said. ‘Jeeves is coming.’

‘What can he do?’

I frowned a trifle. The man’s tone had been peevish, and I didn’t like it.

‘That,’ I replied with a touch of stiffness, ‘we cannot say until we see him in action. He may pursue one course, or he may pursue another. But on one thing you can rely with the utmost confidence – Jeeves will find a way. See, here he comes stealing through the undergrowth, his face shining with the light of pure intelligence. There are no limits to Jeeves’s brain-power. He virtually lives on fish.’

I bent over the edge and peered into the abyss.

‘Look out for the swan, Jeeves.’

‘I have the bird under close observation, sir.’

The swan had been uncoiling a further supply of neck in our direction; but now he whipped round. The sound of a voice speaking in his rear seemed to affect him powerfully. He subjected Jeeves to a short, keen scrutiny; and then, taking in some breath for hissing purposes, gave a sort of jump and charged ahead.

‘Look out, Jeeves!’

‘Very good, sir.’

Well, I could have told that swan it was no use. As swans go, he may have been well up in the ranks of the intelligentsia; but, when it came to pitting his brains against Jeeves, he was simply wasting his time. He might just as well have gone home at once.

Every young man starting life ought to know how to cope with an angry swan, so I will briefly relate the proper procedure. You begin by picking up the raincoat which somebody has dropped; and then, judging the distance to a nicety, you simply shove the raincoat over the bird’s head; and, taking the boat-hook which you have prudently brought with you, you insert it underneath the swan and heave. The swan goes into a bush and starts trying to unscramble itself; and you saunter back to your boat, taking with you any friends who may happen at the moment to be sitting on roofs in the vicinity. That was Jeeves’s method, and I cannot see how it could have been improved upon.

The Right Hon. showing a turn of speed of which I would not have believed him capable, we were in the boat in considerably under two ticks.

‘You behaved very intelligently, my man,’ said the Right Hon. as we pushed away from the shore.

‘I endeavour to give satisfaction, sir.’

PG Wodehouse, Very Good, Jeeves

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.