[Espy]

HAH. HAAAaaaaaahahahah. ....Pfft. I don't feel sorry for Espy at all.

...Quiet, Dante.

Oh come on. I'm not that bad. And you gotta admit, your mind is in the gutter more often than I'm getting drunk. Or laid.

...Thanks for the extra detail.

He's not the only one having...fun.

Yes, Kael, I know that all too well.

That...that little twerp stole my syringes!

Did not! The blind manwhore over there took them!

Hey, watch who you're calling a manwhore, you gay shrimp. -juggles capped syringes carelessly-

-walks in with dinner, sees Dante, and promptly walks back out-

...Yeah, no, they don't get along too well.