"Oh, motherfucker, you be all remindin' me!" Gamzee exclaims, suddenly realizing he's being remiss in his duties as host. "You want a lager or something? That ain't even like booze or nothing."

The other comment, though, he just shrugs and smiles faintly to, something maybe a little sad and more adult than really belongs on the face of a child his age. "He's my boy 'til the end. Long as he wants this dumb motherfucker for a friend and even after."