"So you're saying that a demon has been living in my own house and I didn't even know?" Junho roared. "THAT TOO RENT FREE?"
"Relax old man!" Jina exclaimed. "He's harmless!"
"Hey! I'm a Vozakel Lord!" Magrod claimed. "I'm an elite class demon who's very dangerous. Mothers talk about me in fairy tales to calm down their kids!"
"Look-"
"What the hell is the mutt saying?" Junho demanded. "Is he going to pay rent for the days he stayed here?"
"He-"
"Tell the old man that I got hold of his secret stash of money! I'll take it with me."
"You-"
"What the hell is the demon saying? Is he going to return the cookies he ate? Did he eat my chocolate chip cookie?"
"I-"
"Yes, I did and they were delicious! Do we have any?"
"STOP IT YOU ROTTEN OLD MEN!" Jina shouted over the silly argument. "No, he's not paying rent. Yes, he ate your cookies. And he has a hold of your secret stash of cash!"
