Yeah, But I Don’t Want To Be

C’mon, Friend. It’s Two On One. You Sure Don’t Look Like You’re Up To Those Odds. (stranger) You Can’t Be Talking To Me. I Don’t Have Prokas For Friends. And I Assure You I Could Gut You Both Before Your Stench Had Time To Catch Up To Your Fall. (syn)

Let’s At Least Hope It’s Not A Gallu. Why? They’re Not All Bad, In A Smelly, Need-to-be-killed Kind Of Way.

Shut Up, Sit Down, And Read. (tory) Please? (acheron) You Need Something? (tory) You To Be Polite To Me, Ms. I Own The World- Now Do What I Say You Pathetic Pleb. (acheron) You Don’t Strike Me As The Kind Of Guy Who Takes Orders Anyway. (tory) Yes, But A Simple Please Goes A Long Way. I’m The One Doing You A Favor Here. (acheron) Fine. Please Sit Down, Shut Up, And Read. (tory)

You Are Such An Optimist. My Spidey-sense Is Tingling All Over The Place. (tory) That’s From Eating The Ice Cream. Relax. (acheron) Relax. Trust Me. It’ll Be All Right. Isn’t That How I Ended Up Dead? (danger) Stop Feeding Her Anxiety. (acheron) Anxiety. The Simi’s Never Eaten That Before. Is That Tasty? (simi) Not Really. (danger) Oh. Maybe We Should Put Barbecue Sauce On It. Everything’s Better With Barbecue. (simi)

When Someone Is Drowning And You Try To Save Them, They're More Likely To Drown You Before You Pull Them Out.