Aiden KluYa

Professor Kory

Script

Kory: Now... now. *puts his hands behind his back and walks in a prancing gait* You know that Zeb has a bit of his mother's tolerance.

KY: Barely! Just because one glass doesn't kill him, it doesn't mean that three won't? And not to mention Benjamin...

Kory: A bit of a lightweight... like you, eh?

KY: He doesn't appear to have the same tolerance... *looks up at the sky, staring at the light between the leafy canopies of the trees* What was he THINKING?

Kory: Boys just want to have a little fun?

KY: A little fun? A little fun doesn't mean DEAD?