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Rabid: So -- have you run my kingdom into ruin yet, you vile shapeshifter?
Impostor: I'm sorry you feel that way! I really am trying to do a good job!
Impostor: But... I need you to find something for me. If you help me, I'll let you go! Honest!
Rabid: ... very well.
Impostor: Finally! So many years!
Impostor: Where did you leave your -- OUR -- glasses?
Rabid: uhhhhh you're holding them?
<< mash! >>
Impostor: OFF WITH HIS HEAD!
Impostor: hee hee