“Wait, you were gonna do what to me?”
“Nothing at all, of course…”
“See, she would’ve been fine in…” (looks at nonexistent watch) “20 minutes.”
Winter looks at the group going through their antics, “Geez, these guys are crazier than I am, and that’s saying something” he says to the crab, which nods vigorously
Sorano picks up the crab, dangling him from a claw.
“I agree with mr. mute over here. I will be having none of this Dasbney Princess crap here. Stop talking to the crabs.”
“That is my most trusted adviser!”
“Why don’t you come over here and make me eh? He’s the most intelligent one here”
“Says you.”
“Y mi cena”
“Sir, if you do not unhand my crab at once, this shall go to fisticuffs!”
Sorano put his hand on his forehead and began shaking his head.
“Mocking me eh? alright put em up, I’ll have you know I once almost met Mike Tyson, which means I’m practically heavy weight champion”
[insert cheesy getting ready for fistfight motion here]
“Fight! Fight! Fight! Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.”
At the word “kiss” Sorano pointed to his blank faceplate.
Winter looks around, “Speaketh planely, I don’t speak mute”
“This is all so strange…”
Sorano points at Kronax and starts nodding quickly
“none of this would be happening if you didn’t steal my crab”
“Who cares about a stupid crab?”
“i lOvE CrABs,” said Vivel. He raised his arms in a violent and intense dab.