Erik: These boots are made for staking.
Joshua: I open-ended up...if you know what I mean.
Erik: No. I have absolutely no idea what you mean.
GM: Tori has had too much caffeine.
Joshua: So she's exhibiting bizarre, warlike perkiness?
Dr. Gersham: The golems are glowing!
Joshua: Maybe they're nuclear golems.
Dr. Gersham: I have a point in that.
Joshua: Nuclear weapons?
Dr. Gersham No, I meant a point in golems.
Joshua: Thank God!
GM: You can de-bag her with one action.
No, for once Joshua is trying to get an NPC damsel out of a sack, not into it. Really!
Not that he doesn't manage to get her into the sack, anyway. Leading to a typical Joshua morning after.
Erica: I thought you were popular!
Drew: We need to get into the VR lab.
Joshua: Cool. I'll go get my tools.
Drew: Not B&E. I meant some sort of social engineering option.
Joshua: You're no fun!
Joshua pulls up next to a bunch of VR cops in a hovercar.
Joshua: Pull over!
Drew, meanwhile, jumps off a roof into a hovercar full of gangsters.
Drew: (Imitating Terminator voice) Get out.
Joshua: I'm a driving stud!
Dr. Gersham: Ah, now we understand why he only gets one night.
Drew, Joshua, and Sam: (Simultaneously) Never bring a chainsaw to a light-saber duel!
Tori: Besides, chainsaws are my schtick.