Mar: I need a big handlebar mustache.
Thalia: Thalia has something to say!
Thalia: We're all here together, one big happy family. With sonic screwdrivers.
Mar: THOU SHALT NOT DISS THE SONIC.
Thalia: I wasn't dissing the sonic! I love the sonic~
Mar: I never was......maybe.
Mir: *runs off somewhere*
Mar: ...I'm not typing that.
Thalia: Type it!
Mar...I am forever scarred.
Thalia: Here is the day that Thalia gets intergalactic intelligence. *sonics head*. This is the thing Mar would type :D
Mar: NOOOOO!!!! DON'T TYPE FOR MEEEEEEEEEE!!!
*Mar is whacked over the head with a chair my Mir*
Mar: LET MEEEE, MAKE YOU HAPPY....LET MEEEE, MAKE YOU SMIIIILEEEE!!!!