Alastor is in a swivel chair unless I say otherwise.
Alastor: Well old pal, you've 'captured' me. I supposed you'll keep me in a cage or perhaps some shackles?
Vox: VELVETTE, GET THE SWIVEL CHAIR!
Alastor: the what now?
*Sneaking around V tower at two in the morning*
Alastor, whispering: Ok, so what did you want to eat?
Velvette, drunk and at full volume: I'M ALWAYS A SLUT FOR DORITOS-
Alastor: Fine, you can curl my hair but that's it.
Velvette: Got it; curls, makeup, accessories, and a new outfit.
Alastor: NO.
Velvette: Got it; curls, makeup, and a new outfit.
Alastor: JUST THE CURLS.
Velvette: Got it; curls, and makeup
Alastor: NO-
Velvette: *Cracking open an eyeshadow pallet* Smokey or glitter?
Vox, on the phone with Val: You said your cuffs were in the drawer?
Valentino: *holding back snickers* yep.
Vox: Alright *Open drawer* WHAT THE FUCK-?
*Velvette's hand is in the drawer*
Valentino: *insane cackling.*
Alastor and Velvette in the background of the call: *Manic laughing*
Valentino: So?
Alastor: Just a moment... *Draws another red line on the porno script.* Well, I've underlined all your grammatical errors.
Valentino: Oh for fucks sake-
Alastor: Other than that it's still atrocious.
Vox, doing his freaky eye shit: Ooh, you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.
Alastor: *Hasn't slept in four days*
Vox during Brighter: *Doing his his fuckass Kpop dance moves*
Alastor: *Watching, knowing he could do it better if he was untied.*
Alastor: Have you ever considered therapy?
Vox: What makes you think I'm not already in therapy?
Alastor: ...
Alastor: Have you ever considered more therapy?
