"Vartouhi, if you have not the eyes for true beauty, I'd recommend a quick departure."

"Fascinating... and to replicate the process thrice more. A work of art, defined to a science. She must be a remarkable woman."

"I've noticed. Subtle details like the bridge of the nose and the curving of her chin. But, where are the others?"

"You know I love different, Mortimer. It gets the gears inside this little head of mine turning and turning and turning."

"Ah! Certainly, certainly."

"I wouldn't say my social skills are the best either, Fester. Or anyone here's, really. Worry not."

"You look like you smelled something sour, Mr. Cruzado."

" ... Hmph. I see your tongue is still as sharp as those unkempt nails of yours, demon."

"No, no, obsidian pales in comparison to modern materials. There's nothing interesting about you anymore, demon, I've seen it all."

"Ah, yes, ma'am. I'll leave our poor little Tezcacoatl alone. Good day."

"Hmmm? Yes, what is it?"

A thin eyebrow poised, adjusting his glasses. "Do go on."

Freeing himself, dusting off his collar with a lazy smile. "I quite understand, ma'am. Yes, ma'am."

"I must say, Tulio. Even if I dislike you. Seeing who you deal with looks rather... Draining, honestly."

"Let's hope that changes."

"... So explosive. Some tea, Tulio."

"... What is this feeling? Like being witnessed by an Elder being, but not quite... No, no, not quite as immense, and yet...?"

"Do /reveal/ yourself, interloper. You've got no business hiding from me anymore."

"There yo- ... Doctor? I beg your pardon, have we met before?" x.com/AllSeeingSight…

"I must continue with my experiments... undaunted. I've been losing focus recently."