GC: O-kayyy. I still don't see why I should care.

Ca: Autumn's graduating!

GC: Rat Girl goes to high school here?

PH: Well, not after today.

JT: {{Whispers}} Who is this Rat Girl person?

WI: {{Whispers}} Keeper of the Rats. President of Club Pain. Mortal enemy of Heresy, though I'm not too fond of our dentist myself. {{Chomps teeth to illustrate}}

JT: {{Blank Stare}}

WI: {{Looks up}} Goddess, save me from newbies!

GC: {{Slaps Wight on shoulder}} I'm right here!

WI: Oh, so you are.

GC: You need to get your eyesight checked.

WI: I just need to replace my eyes. Hopefully someone with excellent eyesight will die soon. (Or I can arrange a convenient accident. Mu ha ha.)

GC: Whatever. Ok everybody, let's go see Rat Girl graduate!

...

At the New Cirran High School theatre.

GC: Boy, it sure is empty.

JT: We're the only ones here.

Ca: Maybe we're early.

PH: At least we get primo seats.

WI: Bigbad! Get off the stage!

GC: {{Taking out her slinky}} Since we have time, I'll show you my new slinky trick.

JT: What, you can make it go *up* stairs?

GC: Oh, you've seen that trick?

JT: It's impossible! You canna break the laws of physics!

GC: My slinky can do anything it wants to, can't you Slink?

JT: You named your slinky? And you talk to it?

GC: Doesn't everyone?

JT: But it's not alive! It can't think! It's just an overgrown spring!

GC: Listen, I'm cutting you a lot of slack because you're a newbie. But you better watch your tone with *me*.