Eggman: You can't eat ashes that are concrete.
Mephiles: (shrugs) Not with that attitude, Doctor.
Eggman: (shocked) Meph?! What the *censored*?! No, no! Shut the hell up! Shut! The! *censored*! Up! What the—! No, no, no, no, no!
Sage: Lol.
Eggman: You son of a *censored *. Your mother *censored*er. You mother *censored*. What the *censored* do you mean "Not with that *censored* attitude?!" (Confused) Do you eat concrete?! Do you practise like going outside and you just *censored* lick the side?! Well do you?!
Mephiles: (calmly) Doctor, Doctor, hear me out!Hear me out!
Eggman: I DID hear you out!!!!!
Mephiles: No, shut the *censored*— (shouting) You're asking me to explain myself and I'm ready to!!!! (No longer shouting) Have you ever eaten cereal right before the milk makes it soft and you scrape the top of your mouth? Well, it's just like that except your tongue's getting scraped.
Eggman: But—CEREAL ISN'T CONCRETE!!!!!
Mephiles: I'm just saying! It's like a similar sensation!!
Sage: No it isn't! No it isn't!
Eggman: It's not! What are you— (stammering) I—my brain. What are you talking about?
Mephiles: (calmly) It's because you're a brainlet, Doctor, you'll never understand.
Eggman: What are you ta—(freezes and feels his left arm) OMG, my body just shuddered!
Mephiles: And if you ate one of Lady Dimitrescu's daughters, she'd shudder too, Doctor. I'm just saying.
Sage: (while hiding in her hands) OMG, Memphis? OMG! Memphis, I'm going to...
All: Lol!
Eggman: (grunts and feels his hip) OMG, that hurt me physically. You hurt me, Sage, you just did 20 points of psychic damage to me.
All: Lol!
