"Can you believe how pathetic he is? It's so sad.. Especially the part where he thinks that we're actually friends," Thaddeus stated.
"I know, right?! And, come on: the library?! Acting like you're smart doesn't make it so.. But I suppose a fool wouldn't understand that.. Oh hey! What should we tell the Queen? She's going to be furious that we haven't made any progress yet," Remo added.
Thaddeus sighed; "You're right, but what are we supposed to do? It's not like we can force-feed him women and alcohol!"
"Maybe we can slip him a special kind of bubble: get me?" Remo asked with his voice low, but not low enough.
"Can you get one?! I thought Marius didn't make them anymore?!" Thaddeus nearly shouted.
"Shh! Someone will hear-"
Remo had whipped his head around to see if anyone was listening, and saw Atlas glaring at them. His fists and jaw were clenched, and a vein bulged from his neck in anger.
