That sounds like a defense for the dude artist.
You wanna make out or something? You know, for comfort?
I think the power just went out.
What, all of them?
You’ve got mail?
Come in, Penny.
Can I help you?
Over us she has only time, not brilliance.
We’ve escaped and we’re half-starved! Get us something!
Leave some things for me to tidy up, ok?