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[Two Mind Flayers are sitting at a Mind Flayer Bar, pillars with skulls atop them on either side.]

Dave the Mind Flayer: Vsselmiar?

Vsselmiar: Yeah, Dave?

Dave the Mind Flayer: You ever get tired of minds?

Vsselmiar: What? No!

Dave the Mind Flayer: Oh. Uh.

Vsselmiar: What?

[Dave rests his chin tentacles on his crossed arms on the counter top. Vsselmiar holds his hands out in surprise.]

Dave the Mind Flayer: I don't think I'm really into minds.

Vsselmiar: You can't not be into minds! You're a mind FLAYER!

Dave: Well, we're also called "illithids."

Vsselmiar: "Illithid" means "guy who's totally into minds"!

[Dave turns to Vsselmiar, who covers his ears.]

Dave the Mind Flayer: I've been thinking maybe about flaying something else.

Vsselmiar: Oh, man. I do not want to hear this.

Dave the Mind Flayer: Kidneys.

Vsselmiar: No no no no no no!

Dave the Mind Flayer: I could be a kidney flayer!

Vsselmiar: What? That sounds like an entry-level position at a French restaurant!

Dave the Mind Flayer: Or duodenums! I could --

Vsselmiar: Man, I love you no matter what you flay.

Dave the Mind Flayer: Aw, thanks. I knew --

Vsselmiar: But we have to stop talking about this.