Danger Mouse1981

Danger Mouse:
A thousand salams, oh dweller of the desert sands.

Penfold:
And a couple of slices of liver sausage from me, too.

Danger Mouse:
[quietly] Salam, Penfold, salam. Not salami.

Arab:
Salutations, white waverer. May the camel of misfortune never give you the hump.

Danger Mouse:
Hmm. And may the space between your toes never get clogged with sand.

Danger Mouse:
[turns to his assistant] Penfold?

Penfold:
Eh, yes chief?

Danger Mouse:
[quietly] It's customary to say something polite in greeting.

Penfold:
Oh, ehm... may your yashmack stay waterproof and your camel lumpy.

Danger Mouse:
[quieter still] Oh, honestly, Penfold...

Arab:
Oh, you honor me, short goggled one. Would you like to rest, have a date maybe, hm? [holds up a date to eat]

Penfold:
Oh, eh, no thank you, I'm just hopeless with girls.

Danger Mouse:
Penfold, shush.

Penfold:
Yes, but I am, I can't help it!