“Did they have bullet trees?”
“Once he gave you the information and everything he owned except his pants, he was done.”
“Here’s a two hour video of things you should not do to your friend, the clitoris.”
“Maybe you should be the one that talks to people…”
“Did you REALLY just make that suggestion?”
“You know, since this place is full of ruins of lost civilizations, maybe we should…”
“No.”
“No.”
“It’s safe.”
“We’re here. It’s not safe.”
“Yeah, no, they weren’t here nearly as long as this dialog. They couldn’t interject into it.”
“What are the other three corners?”
“Assuming buildings.”
“What kind of prophecy? I’m particularly interested in prophecy.”
“A prophecy of ascension.”
“I was told not to talk about that.”
“If you want to settle your differences, there’s a space for that.”
“There’s a fighting room.”
“The people who have stuff and run things? Those are the people who have vaults, yes.”
“Could you not use an actual football?”
“You want me to turn someone into a football?”
“I wanna know, if you make him into a soccer ball, if one of the panels would be a $20 bill.”
“Well, it’s just very convenient that the description travels with you.”
“Just saying. Then you could play the game while the rest of us do whatever.”
“Would you pass the gravy… the blood gravy?”
“It says Roger on his character sheet.”
“It does. I have a variety of names to choose from.”
“The elevators haven’t worked since… forever, because there aren’t any.”
“Some people use Argos to go across the continent… Ronald uses his Argos to go down stairs.”
“I hope he doesn’t die in my bathroom. That would be really inappropriate.”
“Shit, it’s a book tsunami!”
“Sorry, we’re texting so we’re not interruping…”
“Professor Feely McSideboob.”