Where you lonely?
Larfleeze doesn't get lonely.

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Where you lonely?
Larfleeze doesn't get lonely.
Because he's bored, you stupid pink beast!
Why are you here?
The answer to that is obvious: Larfleeze is here, because he wants to be.
Ahhh, yes, that does sound much fancier. We can go with that.
[Wanda blinks at him, mulling that one over.]
You made that up.
Larfleeze did not make that up!
Why are you still alive?
Because Larfleeze is supreme.
Larfleeze sees that you're still as ugly as he remembers.
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( glares at )
Hey, uh— no offense but… ew.
The hairless clartfloggle in the silly tights finds Larfleeze disgusting? Would you like to know what Larfleeze finds disgusting, human? Your lack of manners.
Spearamint?
Sh’pilkuzzian!
Spaghetti?
Sh’pilkuzzian!
…. Spelunking?
Sh’pilkuzzian.
What are you then?
How many times must Larfleeze go over this? He is Sh’pilkuzzian. A noble species, hailing from the planet Sh’pilkuzz.
Well, yeah, it doesn’t exist… but I’m sure I could imagine the kind of stank your place is throwin’ up just by seeing the variety of… collectibles you own. -Wade leans back, pressing a finger to Larfleeze’s nose to move him away.- Yer breath is a good start.
( Larfleeze's whole face scrunches up in disgust and he swats at Wade's hand. )
Don't touch me! ( As he shouts, globs of spit spray forth from his mouth. He jabs Wade's chest, sneering at the nerve of this...this annoying thing. That's annoying. ) Stop breathing Larfleeze's air and you wouldn't have to worry about smelling his breath.
Holy crap—
— are you a mutant?
Unless being the best of his species is considered a mutation, then no. Larfleeze is not a mutant.
I can respect the den. -His arms are folded and he nods understandingly, dramatically exaggerated but still understanding.- What if you take a picture of it so I can try an’ get smell-o-vision workin’?
( He leans in to squint at Wade. ) Smell-o-vision? Larfleeze thought that was a only joke from your species' "popular culture." Are you telling Larfleeze that this thing, this smell-o-vision, exists and that you own it?