"Oh boy," Louie mumbled, not looking the least bit amused. "As if I wasn't already freaked out enough by you... flesh people. Now you have to start making puns." He did not need a replacement Dewey. ...Or if he did, he didn't want to think about it. He grabbed the first goblet he could reach, hoping it was something palatable, and starting moving towards the dining tables.

But as much as he would have liked to avoid this conversation, he doubted it would be so easy.