Murfy, about Razorbeard and Ales: My god, would you two just get a room already?
Ales: Excuse me, Murfy?
Murfy: You both just keep agreeing about horrifying things and relishing everybody else's misery. So seriously, when's the wedding?
Razorbeard: ...
Spyglass: I ship it!
Rayman: CAN YOU NOT?






