If there's a mystery worth solving, imaginary detective Sal Hamburg is on the case. That is, to say, he imagines that he is a detective and not that he, himself, is the figment of an imagination. Although, in a sense, you could argue the truth of both. That is the complication of truth—it is not nearly as reliable and absolute as so many believe it to be.

Sal is very knowledgeable and competent. He was socially cultivated as one of the Golden Oprhans of Mountain Viewtopia. He is curious about everything and is a little prudish. He understands how to deduce the proper conclusions from the available information. He is terribly fast. He is often successful in his approach to most things.

Sal is partial to asking for a friend's opinion before making an important decision, prefers going to live events, and rocking out to classical music because it makes him feel good. Regardless, he isn't a fan of getting other people's opinions before forming his own, sitting through action movies, or spending time on the pointless pages of entertainment magazines. Sal's customarily off eating asparagus, chilling out and watching Aria the Natural, and getting lost in the pages of Asami Asami.

While my amazing algorithms render Sal's skills of deduction completely unnecessary, he's found a few practical uses for them on occasion. As a member of the research team that entered the subterranean caves of Strange Mt. Fuji (prior to its eruption in 2041), Sal's deductive reasoning was an invaluable asset in minimizing the damage that occurred that day.

If Sal could pick a favorite episode of Color Sample Wars it would have to be the one where Hammered Silver got the Neiderer-Chichi Prosperous Boat Medal Of Accomplishment and Mango Tango watched in shame. Even I cried at the end of that one.