Careful, Mr. Spiro, guns are dangerous. Especially the end with the hole.

That's the last order I'll ever give you Captain. Don't you dare ignore it.

My truffles? You took them? That's just mean!

Ma was using her for-company voice. Sweet on the outside but with an underlying death threat.

Satan was crouched in the corner of his office, playing a gameboy, 'Die alien scum' he was saying feverishly.

Can we please focus? We are supposed to be professionals." Holly said. "Not me!" said Orion cheerily, "I'm just a Teenager with hormones running wild and may I say, young fairy lady, they're running wild in your direction.

...Hardly. A ragged apron does not a waiter make.