“Are you calling me out? (Varyk)I’m calling you slow. Not out. (Dev)”

“And you don’t matter to me, table scrap. (Varyk)That feeling is entirely mutual, bear bait. Hell, I don’t even acknowledge you as being here. So get out and take your trash with you. (Dev)”

“No can do. Wren stays here. (Dev)Not what I was told. (Varyk)Well, I just told you. (Dev)”

“You really don’t want to take that tone with me. (Varyk)Well, I do have several others we can choose from. Contemptuous. Angry. Snide. Aggravated. How about I just settle on extreme sarcasm and we call it even? (Dev)”

“Hey, man. Where have you been? (Dev)Out and about. You? (Talon)(Dev gave him a wicked grin.) Mostly in and out. (Dev)”

“Wow, you figured that out all on your own, too. I’m impressed. You didn’t even need to put a quarter in the Zoltan machine. Truly amazing. (Varyk)”

“I want the tigard. (Varyk)And I want you to leave. Guess who’s going to win this argument? And in case you’re even denser than you appear, it’s not you. (Dev)”