Xavier: Renegade Angel2007

[Xavier went to a restaurant for someone who wants meat from dead animals]

Xavier:
Yoo-hoo! Who here receives meat? [to Hostess] Oh! I hope it's you.

Hostess:
Ugh! Can I help you to not be in here?

Xavier:
You just struck the lotto d'beef. I can't let it go to waste when it could go to pot.

Hostess:
If you're trying to talk your way into the bathroom, it's for customers only.

Xavier:
Its own juicy flesh is the greatest gift a beast can bestow. We are nourished by its juicy life-force. We absorb the cosmic energy of its juicy being. Here.

[Xavier dumps dead animals on the floor]

Hostess:
We have higher meat standards.

Xavier:
You're one of those organic free-range nazis, huh?

Hostess:
Much higher.

Xavier:
Well, Higher-eil-- Meatler. [almost about to do the cursed germany hand signal]