[He grips the glass carefully in both hands, tries to drink it, and instantly spills a quarter on his front. He gasps, and then has to put it down because he's started laughing. He laughs until tears stream from his eyes.]
Oh, Sif, why would you come in only to stab me, that seems daft.
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Oh, Sif, why would you come in only to stab me, that seems daft.