You won't even consider slipping me even a little teeny tiny sliver of whatever you have for dinner? Meat? Cheese? Anything! What if it's fresh? What if it's smoked? Come on, just one bite would be enough!
There’s no off switch on you, is there? Listen: you’ve probably got mashed potatoes for brains, but those sort of thoughts are going to get you killed out there. I’ll bring you a cup of chowder if you promise to shut up and leave that kind of thinking behind the wall when we go out on patrol. Do we have a deal, brat?
A cup of chowder? You're too kind! You must be a god among men to give me an entire cup. I'm in your debt. No! I'm more than just in your debt! I'll do whatever you want and if that means being serious, I swear on that very cup of chowder that I can do that! Look, I'm serious already!
And I have a normal brain, sir.








