“Well, I would turn into a dragon and fly you home, but something tells me you would protest. (Sebastian)No doubt. I imagine the scales would also chafe my skin. (Channon)True. Not to mention, I once learned the hard way that they really do call the military out on you. You know, fighter jets are hard to dodge when you have a forty-foot wingspan. (Sebastian)”

“Why on earth would you want to talk to me? (Channon)My lady, do you not own a mirror? (Sebastian)Yes, but it’s not an enchanted one. (Channon)”

“Dragons have sharp talons. Sometimes I don’t get out of the way quickly enough. (Sebastian)Maybe you should fight smaller dragons. (Channon)”

“So, how do you kill a dragon? (Channon)With a very sharp sword. (Sebastian)”

“You know, I keep having this really weird feeling that you’re going to take me someplace later and tie me up so that your friends can come laugh at me. (Channon)Does that happen to you often? (Sebastian)No, never, but this night has the makings for a Twilight Zone episode. (Channon)”

“Hey, just be grateful I’m old. When an Arcadian first starts time-walking, we only have about a three percent chance of success. I once ended up on Pluto. (Sebastian)Are you serious? (Channon)They’re not kidding about it being the coldest planet. (Sebastian)”

“You look like hell. (Sebastian)Yeah, well, it’s hard to look good when you’re being tortured. (Damos)”