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Yeeah.

There we go. Much better, baby. Muches grassi-ass, or whatever the shit.

All we need is bitches to kill and we'll be back in business.

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It's "Muchas gracias"!

You really need to work on your Spanish, rogue demon hunter.

Dude, fuckers I kill don't really give a shit about pronunciation.

That's still no reason for you to remain so ignorant.

You're assuming...that I care, right?

Well, yes of course. Unless you like sounding...stupid, you should take heed to practice your pronunciation.

[Blue eyes rolled.]

This from a man with Loreal hair.

[ Stare. ]

Now what is THAT supposed to mean? Can't I still look good and offer a young strapping lad like yourself some much needed advice?

Looking good ain't the issue. Looking like a woman...well, to each their own, dude. And thanks for the compliment, but I'm hardly a rank teenager. [Dante snorted.] Far from it. Far.

Excuse-moi?! I do not look like a woman! Take that back right now!

[ ~~DENIAL, MUCH?~~ ]

And you certainly act like a snot-nosed teenager more so than a grown adult male! Therefore you are a rank little teenager in my opinion.

Which counts for precisely dick in my little black book, pal. Just so you know.

And watch where you point that spit; coat's expensive

Oh, screw your damn ugly coat! You're trampling over my pride, you bastard!

You'll live.

Well, I've never been insulted by such a cretin in my life.

[ Yes, he has. His companions have called him much worse than this in the past.

Rose is just being a big baby today. ]

You really should learn to respect your elders. I have a few decades over you.

Oh, I find that hard to believe. Crew cut, that's what you need. Maybe a gym membership to go with.

Newsflash, Pops: respect ain't given. It's earned. [Dante was pushing a century or so; he cared not a whit about girly-man playboys these days.]

Oh really?

[ Now he's smirking. ]

Is that a challenge I hear, hm? If respect is earn, then I'll earn it.

And this benefits me how?

It would be amusing at the very least, no?

[Just...this look. Forever.]

WHAT?! I can actually fight, you know.

Hey, you're the one throwing a bitch-fit, pal.

[Which, y'know, only accentuated the "womanish" aura.]

[ Watch it, punk. You're skatin' on thin ice with this "woman-like" stuff. Rose is totally manly!

Totally! ]

But you're the one insinuating that I cannot.

[Dante's shaking in his boots. Seriously.]

--and?

[ He'll live to regret this soon enough. ]

And that's quite unfair for you to assume that!

Life ain't fair, pal. Get used to it.

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