There are plenty of assholes in a graveyard. All sorts of losers hang around them. [Nandor says it haughtily, flicking his eyes over his new friends and glancing to the side.]
Perhaps you would be in fine company. [Absolutely uncalled for, but he pretends he didn't say it.]
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Perhaps you would be in fine company. [Absolutely uncalled for, but he pretends he didn't say it.]
Will you take a position, then?