Xavier: Renegade Angel2007

Society:
Friend? Friend?

Xavier:
Friend!

Society:
[gasps] What are you? Oh! Hippies are my creep-tonite. I'm looking slimy chum. [beats Xavier]

[Take that! Taste the pain!]

Xavier:
I almost forgot. Snake Hand, I want to shove so deep inside you it comes out my other arm.

[Xavier turns inside out]

Society:
Oh, there you are! Look what I scratchit-ed. [shows his whole chest scratched naming "Society"]

Xavier:
You need to come. My other friend yearns to show you the hurricanes he's chained in his lab.

Society:
Society yearns to un-manacle all shackles. Not actual society. I mean me, the guy named "Society," not th-- You know what? This name is not working out. If you help me free those hurricanes, I'll be your best friend.

Xavier:
Best Friends? [reads his bromigo card] [whisper] Mm. Pretend I can read. That's two higher than just friends -- Deal! Meet me at the lab in five. Oh, and bring a windbag.