Really? You’re just gonna let him blow me up after all I’ve done for– oh, come on!

You know, like cajun spices… plus you seem old, like an old man. Super old. Impotent, past your prime. And not at all handsome. At all.

It's gonna be hard to forget that late at night between the sheets, ain't it? I mean, not for me. I'm into it. But I'm a man of particular tastes. I sense you like a more traditional-looking girl. What with your obscene good looks, you probably don't go as much for the weird stuff. Me? The weirder the better. Even that super-creepy baby couldn't handle it.