“I’m just gonna put this out there… if you’re working for Darryl and your credit rating is over 90, you’re doing something naughty.”
“So is this her?”
*laughter*
“To be fair, he looks pretty good in drag.”
“All I did was google ‘Buster Keaton in drag’…”
“It was soup, sir. Soup.”
“It was a warm bath.”
“With potatoes, sir?”
“‘The chief assured me it was good for the skin.’ That went a little Nixon there…”
“Because you see Deep Ones and go, ‘hee, fish-frawgs…'”
“I’m struggling with significant people.”
“Do we mean nothing to you, Darryl?”
“This is Masks of Nyarlathotep, not Something’s Wrong in Innsmouth.”
“The good news is, so far this guy’s idea of bad guys has been cardboard targets.”
“Some of my best friends are cardboard targets…”
“I’ll tell you where you can stuff that Christmas corndog.”
“Your luck is 30?”
“I rolled a 2.”
“You’re not gonna understand why I’m gonna do what I’m gonna do…”
“So you’re saying I should make a new character?”
“So… Wow. 18% of the time, I don’t know what anyone’s saying.”
“Well, I do speak French. Or at least 15% of it.”
“I like it. If he’s going to make us solve mysteries, first he’s going to have to solve the mystery of why we called it Deborah.”