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| Look..seriously, how come you're not dead? | |
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| Ok ok..I made a deal with Satan | |
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| Look..Satan..sir. I really dont want to be here right now..isnt there anything I can do to be able to live again? | |
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| Very well..I require the sweet tasty blood of puppies! | |
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| I've met Satan..He wasn't a paperclip... | |
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| Well..in any case, we're no longer welcome at the Pet Store. | |
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