Mr. Cheese: So you like boys and girls...
Mr. Cheese: And you're STILL single?
Player: *nods*
Mr. Cheese: Honey, you're not bisexual, you're by your self-
Mr. Cheese: DO NOT PATRONIZE ME! If there is something wrong with me that I don't know about, then you owe it to me as my best friend to tell me.
Mr. Egg: Alright. You're a narcissist, you're a sociopath, you're probably a psychopath...
*2 minutes later*
Mr. Egg: ...you're paranoid, sexist, and make fun of the elderly.
Mr. Cheese: Those are just quirks!
Mr. Egg: *runs to Gentleman's office* Sorry I'm late. I was...doing things...
Mr. Cheese: *runs into office* HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE F*CKING STAIRS
Mr. Egg: Push is such a strong word. I prefer to call it...giving you a little nudge.
Mr. Cheese: Oh, I'll give you a little nudge when I shove my foot up your ass.
Mr. Egg: HEY! Watch your f*cking language in front of The Gentleman.
Mr. Egg: *holding a teacup with a raw egg in it* Here's to a new year and uh...
Mr. Egg: Screw all of you. *drinks egg*
Gentleman: *sips tea*
Mr. Cheese: this idiot-
Mr. Egg: That was...very poggers!
Later...
Mr. Egg: *puking* WHY DID I DO THIS
Mr. Egg: Great. How am I supposed to watch the finale of The Great British Baking Show now that the power's out?
Mr. Cheese: You could watch paint dry.
Mr. Egg: ...
Mr. Egg: Frick off.
