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Space Frog: OKAY A DIVORCE YOU HAVE TO BE MARRIED TO GET A DIVORCE
Rabid: Couldn't we divide our possessions by weight now that they're pulverized?
Noel: Stop talking, you're blowing it around.
Rabish: You're just going to live in a hotel now?
Rabid: Hopefully I can reconstitute that armoire I was mildly fond of.
<<ting ting ting>>
Rabid: Well when you put it THAT way, I WOULD rather move in with you than live in the hotel.
Rabid: This armoire is my favourite piece of furniture and it BELONGS in the GODDAMN BEDROOM!!
Rabish: You don't have to shout!
Rabish: You warned me!!
Noel: I warned you.