Out of Context The Third Wheel

“Nothing screams friendship like nudity!”

“You’ll get a pay raise, boys!” “Markus, they’re already dead.”

“We don’t have a stage and we don’t even really have much of an audience.” “I could build one and I could build one.”

“My friend Kyr, God! He could destroy the universe if he put his mind to it. I just pray that he never does!”

“I get people-sick, Ashe.” “You were sitting pretty close to Markus.”

I pass Thog my hip flask. “Thank you!” I pass Thog the cup full of mushrooms. “No thank you!”

“Oh, I thought we were doing it at the table.” “No, that’s Thog’s time-out table.”

“You better be a fucking lawyer or you better get started on your Goddamn bar exam.”

“I raise one finger to my head and eldritch blast myself.”

“Oh, no, that was me grabbing your butt.”

“Wait a second… one, two, three, four, five… Oh my God… They do have the technology, guys!” “Wha-” “They have thumbs?” “It can grasp!” “No!”

“I expect you to pay us, you bastard.” “Oh, I’m gonna pay you. I’m gonna pay you big time. You will be paid so much, Markus. You have no idea.” “Every last one of those words was vaguely threatening. I’d have it no other way.”

“I’m gonna need your full attention this time. Like, no fuck ups. Just, please. Come on. Get… Get it together.” “Can do, Markus!”

“Oh, it’s a shame there’s a river there, or else I would be right by his side.”

“No one’s even let me see a gun yet. I don’t even know what this thing is that everyone’s scared about.”

“Impocrates: an imp so competent, he deserved his own name.”

“I will walk over an ocean of imp bits if that’s what it takes.”