*playing minigolf*
Emory: Edith, the returning champion, approaching the first hole.
Elijah: She's probably worried Adonis will use his one free tackle before the speed round in the third quarter.
Emory: What do you think is happening here?
Elijah: One heck of a game!
***
Xenala: *sulking as she practices for an interview* So, reporter. I suppose my greatest weakness is that I care too much.
Carnol: Fascinating. Well, Xenala, I can assure you that you will not come off 'likable' doing any of that. Unfold those arms, drop the frown, 'when dealing with the press, S..O.S.' Be sincere, open, and smile.
Xenala: Some find my scowl very appealing.
***
Marcie: *showing family portraits* Oh, and look here! Little Ilyas and Whiskers!
Kadir: Whiskers?
Marcie: Little Ilyas always wanted a pet, but we were too busy to take care of one, so we all pitched in to buy a clump of hair from the local barber. Oh, how Ilyas loved his Whiskers!
Arlon: Yeah. And who ended up having to walk him and feed him?
Ilyas: It was a ball of hair!
Arlon: How dare you talk about Whiskers like that?! He was family!
