Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill ‚em right back! Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Mercy is the mark of a great man. Guess I’m just a good man. Well, I’m all right. I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you. Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction. We live in a spaceship, dear.
I’ve been under fire before. Well … I’ve been in a fire. Actually, I was fired. I can handle myself. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower … somewhat less attractive now that she’s all corpsified and gross.

No! I was ashamed to be SEEN with you. I like being with you. Marry me. We just call it a sausage.