#batimsammy

Sammy, entering Joseph's office: ...Joseph... where did you get those new instruments from?

Joseph, nervously: Uh... [Music store name]...?

Sammy: Did this store happen to have access to the ink machine?

Joseph: ... I don't know... Did it?

Sammy: I'm mainly asking because every single one of them melted into ink. In the middle of rehearsal. I'm pretty sure Mary swallowed some of it.

Joseph: Fuck!

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Joseph after pulling several all-nighters: After that ya gotta make a live sacrifice.

Sammy, nervously glancing around the room: ...Joseph, when's the last time you slept?

Joseph: Purple. But that doesn't matter. Pay attention, Lawrence.

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Mori: [Nibbling Sammy's hand, it bites down a little harder than it should]

Sammy: [lightly baps the Thing on the head with his pen]

Mori: >:0

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Sammy after stealing the chocolate cake Henry baked for an office party: I have cake.

Joseph: ... Is that the cake Henry baked for the party...?

Sammy: Yes. Would you like a slice?

Joseph: I rather not piss Henry off. Lawrence, everytime Henry bakes a cake it always ends up going missing not even twenty minutes later. Why? You could just ask him to bake you one.

Sammy: If I wasn't already in a relationship with you, I would absolutely marry Henry's food.

Joseph: :(