Doctor Finitevus: Our relationship is strictly professional. Scourge, sitting on Doctor Finitevus’s lap: Absolutely. Only on business.

Doctor Finitevus: Time freezes for everyone but you one day. What do you do? Scourge: Oh… I’d mildly trouble everyone. Doctor Finitevus: Alright, so what would you do? Scourge: I’d shave a one-inch thick line in every thick beard I saw. Scourge: I’d twist all the lightbulbs just a little bit so no one would know when they aren’t working. Scourge: I’d make every wing on girls eyeliner just a little bit higher than the other one. Scourge: And I’d tie everyone’s shoelaces together. Scourge: And then lastly, I’d snip a little hole in every tea bag. Doctor Finitevus: Doctor Finitevus: Remind me to never allow you to have power.

Doctor Finitevus, teaching Scourge to drive: Okay Scourge, what does a green light mean? Scourge: Go! Doctor Finitevus: A red light? Scourge: Stop! Doctor Finitevus: And what about a yellow light? Scourge: If you floor it, you can make it! Doctor Finitevus: …No—

Doctor Finitevus, dashing into the room: WHY AREN’T THE DISHES IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER?! Scourge: …What does that even mean?!

Scourge: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch. Doctor Finitevus: What changed your mind? Scourge: Oh, I still think you're a bitch. I've just grown to like that about you.

*Doctor Finitevus and Scourge are cuddling* Doctor Finitevus: Tell me something I don't know about you. Scourge: *leans in to whisper in Doctor Finitevus's ear, voice deep and sensual* I like Japanese food so much that every time I watch Lord of the Rings and see Gollum eating the raw fish, my mouth waters. Doctor Finitevus: Doctor Finitevus: Doctor Finitevus: I meant like your favorite color, but okay.

Doctor Finitevus: If we’re in trouble, just throw Scourge at the problem, and hope for the best.