Benjamin Ya

Leona Pollendina

Zeb Ya

Script

Zeb: *slams his mug on the bar* MORE ALE!

Ben: What are you doing?

Zeb: What does it look like.. *gets a cup and drinks it*

Ben: Hey! You'll get sick!

Zeb: Will I now? Maybe you will, big-baby.... or can you not hold it down?

Ben: Wh... what..? ~He doesn't get sick from...~

Zeb: You're a big baby. Running to Daddy for luuuv and affection.

Ben: I... *grits his teeth*

Leona: Beeen....

Zeb: Or maybe Ceeeecil... *grins* Big Paladin brother has to cover your behind... because you're too much of a baby to get by on your own.

Ben: I am... not!

Leona: Leave him alone!

Zeb: Shaddup! Brat!

Ben: *slams his palm on the counter* Give me an ale!