Your mama-akra sent that to you, akri, to hurt the heathen-god. Now it’s Dimonique time. The Simi can’t be bothered we no Greek god messing with the one who pays the plastic bills. Can the Simi have that black metal card she loves so much? (Simi)

“I take it you didn’t get the permits...again. (Brian)What was your first clue? …”

“It’s not what you think, Z. Turn on those god powers and use them. I am not res…”

“She doesn’t want me to own her. (Dante)Well, the Simi doesn’t understand that. …”

“Will you accept me? (Fury)No, I’m here naked with you because all my clothes fe…”