Didn't I Tell You Not To Touch

Oh No, Hon We Were Too Late. Tiger-boy Done Pissed Down The Wrong Honey Tree And Got All The Bees, Or In This Case, Bears, Going Wild. (fury)

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)

We Ought Not To Decide Hastily Against The Words Of An Act Of Parliament.

And You Are? (xypher) Pissed Off. You Wrecked My Car, Shoved Me Around, And Are A Complete And Utter Dickhead! (simone) Dear God, What A Mouthful – Your Mom Must Have Really Wanted A Son. Mind If I Call You ‘pissed’ For Short? The Rest Of That Is Just Too Much To Say Every Time I Want Your Attention. (xypher)

Kaiaphas. I See You Finally Made Some Friends. You Must Have Learned To Use A Toothbrush At Last. You Know It’s The Whole Up And Down, Back And Forth That Confuses People…or Demons. (xypher)