Nerva: "Wait- WHAT?"

Orikle: "Welll... while I AM sorry you NO LONGER want the ANSAR to your QUESTEEN.."

Coiffeured Person: "The ORIKLE is right-- the FORTUNE-TELLER'S UNION rules are qwite cleer on that point.."

(both): "The ANSAR must be d'liver'd!"

Nerva: "So-- waitaminnit-- BEFORE I'd hadda-nuff becuz I BARED my PROBS & then the room is FULLA EV'RYONE an' their BRUTHER.."

Nerva: "& now, NOW, You're threatening me with a PREDICTION I no longer TRUST-- but which I can't HELP but think about, if I hear it!"

Thomas: "Nerva-- if it HELPS-- th' ORIKLE is CRAZY.."

CP: "Thomas, NO!"

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Orikle: "Zpringzia's Leeeaving you..."

Thomas: "What th' hell are you talkin' about?"

Orikle: "Didn't you WONDER why she's not HERE? What she THINKS about you AND NERVA? Why she didn't WANT you to come to the ORIKLES?"

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CP: "Thomas-- don't forget that she's CRAZY.."

Nerva: "THOMAS! I don't think we should listen to ANYTHING they say... I think we should GO HOME!"

Thomas: "sniffle.."

Nerva: "WAIT-- what th' SAM HELL is THAT?"