"Whatever works."

"Anyway. Hien's the one for the juicy orgy details about what Samsara and his half a dozen pizzas' worth of orgy guests get up to."

"I'll be sure to ask!"

Their lunch guest departs to see more of the convention after he's all done with the pizza.

"Bye! Wish you luck on your kidnapping plan!", Katie says queasily as she nibbles at a crust.

"Should I be planning on you and his sweetheart having a little book club or something talking about being kidnapped, jujube?"

"Honestly, I'd be down for that."

"Chair doesn't live that close but probably you'll have some chances."

"In any case, I hope she has as good of a time being kidnapped as I am." Nuzzle.

"Oh, she won't, you're real strange."

"I thought that like, she wanted to date this guy but her mom wouldn't let her or something." Oh. That's concerning.

"No, I think he'd pick a different method if it were like that."

"I see." Yeah that's definitely concerning.

"Welcome to supervillainy, honey butter."

"Yeah, that checks out. Man, I've never had honey butter. Is that even a good combo?"

"Yeah! On biscuits."

"As you might be able to tell, wink wink nudge nudge, I prefer rolls."

"You're going to pun jail."

"How's the food in pun jail?"

"Three squares a day. Careful, the corners poke."

"Doesn't sound like I'll be hitting my calorie target, then. Guess you'll have to bail me out."

"However will I afford it?"

"Or break me out."

"Like a wrecking ball, peach pie."

Blush. Heavy breathing.