[Exiting your house to the great outdoors] (cheerful) "Ah, what a beautiful morning. Finally, a day off, a good cup of coffee, and the highest quality of nature. what else could a centaur ask for?

[pulling a treasure chest out of the ground] (tired) "Arthur, help me out over here. Throw the shovel. 

[broken spade smacks you in the head] (annoyed) The other shovel, damnit. You know what? Just forget it. 

[twirling a sword] (obnoxious) "Whoa, look at you with your little arm cannon, thingy. I'm sure that's blown a couple hundred demon heads off.

(surprised and excited) Psh, what? No way, you are lying right now!