Sam: Fear my 1-shot telegraph Chiten!
Drg: *gets out Pepsi and sits down for 5 seconds.*
Sam: Uh…fear my…m-y stun?
Drg: waits 2 seconds more
Sam: Oh oh oh! Fear my aoe healing! That’s. . .better suited for…groups…
Drg: continues to sip soda
Sam: You’re. . .you’re about to hurt me bad, aren’t you?
Drg: nods*
Sam: . . .hurt me bad daddy. . .