High, their! I sea your hear again.
Look nonchalant! Quick!
One mili-helen is the amount of beauty necessary to launch one ship.
I speak Mandarin. I just don’t have any vocabulary.
No, thanks. I’ll thwim.
Oh. I thought he was a politician.
Thanks. I was trying to make something out of Bray-One.
Acmezon.
I couldn’t funnel very many funds offshore. There aren’t that many around here.
And halves the chances of falling on your butt.
High, their! I sea your hear again.