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Vertigo: Is this shirt 'respectable? Oi dunno, being as Oi've never been 'respectable' before.

Roxy: It's got a collar on, doesn't it? At least you're not wearing leather pants.

Vertigo: Dunno if Oi like havin' ta be respectful, Roxy. Seems a lit'le too much trouble just ta meet some new bigjob.
Frankie: Entirely too much trouble.
Roxy: Oh, it'll be done with soon enough, both of you.
Meanwhile:
Ravish: Hi Miss Valentine...

Valentine: Hi Chris! Done already?
Ravish: Um, right, about that..

Ravish: Look, I know you must think I'm some kind of sick creep or something, so I was just letting you know that after I pick up my payment from Ms. Ash, you won't have to see me again.

Valentine: Why would I want that?
Ravish: Well, don't you?

Valentine: Hmm...

Valentine: You must think I'm really superficial or something, don't you.

Ravish: What? No! Not at all!

Ravish: I have nothing but respect for you! You're the nicest person I know!
Valentine: Look, it's all right. You told me how you're taking every job you can to take care of your little sisters. It may not be the smartest way to earn money, and it will probably come back to haunt you, but it's probably more than most jobs pay and you have to look out for your family.
Ravish: ...what?
Ravish: So... you don't hate me and think I'm a perverted sleazy scumbag?

Valentine: I am friends with Nightshade, Pink, Vertigo and Roxy, you know. At least you're not trying to take over the world. Why don't you just sit down an stop fretting?

Valentine: I should have thought of it sooner, but I think I know how to help your sister.
Ravish: You do? But you don't even know what kind of illness she has.
Valentine: Doesn't really matter. You should just ask Ash to fix her for you.

Ravish: That... might not be a good idea.
Valentine: Why not? Ash can fix anything.

Ravish: Uh, I know Ash is your, um, 'special friend', but she's really scary. No offense. Have you been in the dungeon?
Valentine: She's nice! You just have to get to know her. Look, I'll even go with you.
Ravish: ....all right...
Elsewhere:
Beressa: Hmm...

Nightshade: I just went and checked on the minions. They're about as ready as they'll ever be, so we can go inspect the troops whenever.

Beressa: You kept that picture I sent you?

Nightshade: Well.. yeah. I mean, you never exactly showed up, but it wasn't your fault and you were my first real henchman. You had faith in me.

Nightshade: I was going to put up a monument to you in my capitol city when I take over the world. I still can, if you want. It just won't be a memorial, obviously.

Beressa: I'm surprised. I never thought you cared.
Nightshade: 'course I did. Anyway, let's stop talking about it, it's embarassing.

Nightshade: Come on, we shouldn't keep the minions waiting too long.
Beressa: No, we shouldn't.

Beressa: Sorry Nightshade, but it's too late to change the plan now.
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