Draco: You can say "have a nice day!" Without a problem.
Draco: But you can't say "Enjoy the next 24 hours!" without sounding vaguely threatening.
Gold: ...Why. Just why.
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Draco: I have a black belt.
Lunar: In judo?
Draco: From Gucci.
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Draco: I ain't talking.
Lunar: [sharpens his knive] I got ways of making people talk.
*Lunar cuts a piece of cake*
Draco: Can I have some?
Lunar: Cake is for talkers.
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Rainbow: JUST GO TO THE HOSPITAL-
Gold: Oh, I'm sorry, is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.
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Draco: Whenever I get sad, I just imagine a T-Rex trying to pick up a basketball.