[[Gav and King Luca are taking prospective graduate students to lunch. Gav has just been alone with one who is a hippie, who has escaped unharmed]]
King Luca: So thou choked?
Gav: Oh, it's not over yet. Time for that lunch...

King Luca: Thou remembereth that thee hath been banned from said lunch, right?
Gav: Bite me, squire to the secretary!
King Luca: So long as thou remembereth.

Gav: [[opening the door to see the potential grad students]] AHH! What are these?!

King Luca: These are the other prospective students, Gav...
Gav: From now on, only those I already know how to manipulate are invited!