“I swear it on Solin’s life. (Arik)Uh, excuse me? (Solin)I would, but there’s truly no excuse for you. (Arik)”

“Disease. Filth. Waste. Crime. Brutality. What’s there to like? (Solin)There’s brutality on Olympus. (Arik)True. But I hate humanity as much as I hate the gods. Both groups are selfish bastards bent on destroying everything around them. They were given a perfect world and rather than enjoy it, they’d rather destroy it and each other. Excuse me if I don’t look at them with love in my eyes but rather scorn in my heart. (Solin)”

“Anything to piss you off, Brother. Why else? (Arik)Oh, that’s easy enough to do. Basically the fact that you breathe does that. (Solin)Love you, too. (Arik)Of course you do, like a plague on your privates. (Solin)”

“Yes, but I’ve already made my fortune in other things. (Solin)Such as? (Geary)Viagra. My brother learned to take a personal problem and profit by it. (Arik)It’s true. It pained me to see a man as young as Arik stricken with impotency. Therefore I had to do something to help the poor soul. But alas, there’s nothing to be done for it. He’s as flaccid as a wet noodle. (Solin)How creative of you to project your problem onto me. But then, they say celibacy is enough to make a man lose all reason. Guess you’re living proof, huh? (Arik)”

“Come on, Megeara. Walk on the wild side with me. Let’s get naked and ruin Solin’s upholstery. It serves two purposes. We’re happy and he’s pissed. (Arik)”

“Thank you, Geary. (Arik)For what? (Geary)For giving me a life that is the best dream I’ve ever had. (Arik)”