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Deuce: But what about MC
Ace: Don't worry about them.
Ace: I once watched them fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating their food like nothing happened
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MC, texting Ace: Ace! Help I'm being kidnapped
Ace: Where are you?
MC: I'm with some strange person. In a car. Help.
Ace: I'll call Deuce.
Deuce, answering their cell: Y'ello?
Ace: Where's MC? They texted me that they were being kidnapped.
Deuce: MC? Whaddya mean, they're right next to me-
Deuce:
Deuce: I'll call you back. *hangs up*
Deuce: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN'T THAT BAD!
MC: WHO ARE YOU?!
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MC: Why do you let me win when we race up the stairs? You're the faster one.
Deuce: Erm... it's nice see your smile when you win!
*later*
MC: They're probably just staring at my ass, aren't they.
Grim: Yeah, probably.
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Grim: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Deuce's birthday invitations.
MC: Well, what are they supposed to say?
Grim: "Deuce's birthday".
MC: So, what do they say instead?
Grim: "Deuce's bi".
MC:
MC: Works out either way.
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MC: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.
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Ace: Why don't you go talk to them?
Deuce, sarcastically: Oh. Yeah, sure.
Ace: What? So you go tell them they're cute, what's the worst that could happen?
Deuce: They could hear me.
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Grim: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.
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MC: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...
Ace: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?
MC: Holy moly-
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Grim: I still don't have a New Year's resolution.
Ace: You could lose a few.
Deuce: You could be less lazy.
MC: Don't be such a bitch.
Grim: Okay DAMN, SHIT.
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Ace, admiring a sleeping MC: You're so cute.
MC: I could beat your ass.
Ace, lovingly: I know.
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