JAME: ...WHAT DO YOU THINK
DOUG: ME?
JAME: OBVIOUSLY
DOUG: I’M JUST NOT SURE WHY YOU THINK I’M ANY MORE QUALIFIED THAN YOU?
DOUG: I FOUND OUT THAT MR. DAEDALUS WAS A CRAZYGONUTS DEMON AT THE SAME TIME YOU DID.
DOUG: BUT MY DIAGNOSIS IS THAT THIS IS BAD.
JAME: RIGHT
DOUG: REALLY JUST VERY BAD.
JAME: YEAH
JAME: I’M KIND OF FLIPPING OUT OVER HERE ABOUT IT MAN
DOUG: BAH.
DOUG: IT WILL BE FINE.
JAME: WELL YEAH DUDE HE’S NOT TRYING TO KILL YOU
JAME: HE WANTS MY EYES.
DOUG: RIGHT.
DOUG: WAIT, DOESN’T MAJE HAVE SPOOKY SUMMONING POWERS?
JAME: I GUESS
DOUG: OKAY HEAR ME OUT.
DOUG: WHAT IF YOU JUST GIVE HIM YOUR EYES?
JAME: WHAT?!
JAME: HELL NO DUDE!
DOUG: NO NO LISTEN.
DOUG: HE GETS YOUR EYES, AND THEN UNDER THE COVER OF DARKNESS SHE MAKES YOU SOME NEW ONES!
DOUG: EVERYBODY WINS, RIGHT?
JAME: HELL NO!!!
JAME: GETTING YOUR EYES REMOVED HAS TO HURT LIKE HELL
JAME: YOU ARE CRAZY
JAME: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SMOKING
JAME: BUT IF YOU’RE ACTUALLY SMOKING CAN I HAVE SOME
JAME: HOLD UP COULD YOU HAVE BEEN MY PLUG THIS WHOLE TIME AND I JUST NEVER ASKED
JAME: GOD WHAT A STUPID DAY TO DIE
DOUG: STOP. SHUT UP. I DO NOT HAVE MARIJUANA.
DOUG: AND I’M JUST TRYING TO THINK OF AN OUTCOME WHERE WE BOTH LIVE.
MAJE: THAT WOULD NOT WORK ANYWAY.
DOUG: WHY NOT?
MAJE: IF JAME CAN NOT SEE, THEN I CAN NOT SEE.
MAJE: AND EVEN IF WE COULD SEE, I AM NOT A NEUROSURGEON!
MAJE: I WOULD NOT KNOW HOW TO MAKE HER NEW EYES.
MAJE: THAT IS NOT MY
MAJE: “THING”.
JAME: SEE? NO CHOICE BUT TO STAND OUR GROUND