Oh, I'm all yours lady.
Oh, come on, we're a match made in the Dark Temple! We even write in the same color. Do a crossover.
I would gladly loan you out to other writers, but for fear of you wreaking havoc across multiple Galaxies.
When are you going to write about my awesome adventures?
Stop pestering me. I'll get back to it. The idea fountain dried up.
I can fill it with blood.
That is disgusting. You disgust me.
You say that now, but I can show you the world.
The World of Murder was a horrible themepark ride.
I rather liked it.
QUINN IS MINE AND I WILL FORCE CRUSH ANYONE WHO DARES TO EVEN THINK OTHERWISE.
Deep breaths, A'tro. Deep breaths.
What about -
I'm taking suggestions.
Damn you both!
What fino said.