DOUG: JAME!
DOUG: ARE YOU ALRIGHT?
DOUG: OH...
DOUG: THANK GOD, YOU'RE OKAY. RIGHT?
MAJE: YES YES. I AM FINE.
MAJE: WHAT REASON HAVE YOU FOR DISTURBING ME?
DOUG: DID YOU NOT HEAR THE NOISE?
MAJE: NOISE?
MAJE: THERE WERE TWO MEN WHO WERE FIGHTING, BUT THEY HAVE LEFT.
MAJE: IT MUST HAVE BEEN THAT.
DOUG: OH, YEAH...
DOUG: I GUESS THAT COULD HAVE BEEN IT.
DOUG: HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE COUNTER?
MAJE: HM? IS THIS NOT MY USUAL STATION?
JAME: DUDE, YOU SUCK AT ACTING NORMAL.
DOUG: UM. I GUESS IT IS?
DOUG: BUT YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO SIT THERE.
MAJE: YES YES, OF COURSE..
MAJE: I WAS JUST...
MAJE: YES YES! I WAS PERFORMING A POEM TO OUR VIOLENT CUSTOMERS.
DOUG: A POEM?
JAME: DUDE. NO.
MAJE: DUDE, YES YES.
MAJE: IT INSPIRED THEM TO STOP FIGHTING AND LEAVE.
MAJE: WOULD YOU CARE TO HEAR MY GLORIOUS POEM THAT LED TO VICTORY?
JAME: PLEASE STOP
DOUG: OH, SURE...?