Drake

Drake's Wife

Zemi Dreigiau

Script

DW: *grabs Drake by the collar*

Drake: HEY! I was defending you!

DW: *don't need no defense - shakes her booty*

Zemi: So she doesn't talk? But you understood her?

Drake: There are other ways of communicating, you dumb fossil. *makes the gestures* And she can read your lips moving. You talk too much anyhow.

Zemi: Do I? *looks at DW*

DW: *adores Zemi* <: *and shakes her head*