Clearly. Santo would stop him, but few people seem to be really interested in spiny fruits that so visibly give off an aura of danger. It might very well be his, for all the luchador knows.

"I have my reasons," he says smoothly. "Buenos tardes, Doctor Evil. I am El Santo. From time to time I work with X, but usually our shifts are different. A question, if I may ask: are you an evil scientist, or an evil physician?"

He doesn't see many of the latter, for some reason.