"Thanks for letting me tag along, bro. You sure it's no bother?"

"For sure! It's gonna be great having you come with me to MFF! I've already made room for you in my suitcase."

"Haha. Woah, dude, I feel, like, really lightheaded right now."

"Oh, don't worry about it, bro. That's just the effects kicking in."

"Wha- what?"

"Yeah, dude, lmao, I can't afford another ticket. That shit's expensive, haha, it's cheaper this way!"

"C-cheaper?! What did you do to me, dude?!"

"Making you a suit, bro! Don't worry, I'll probably change back after the trip, probably..."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'PROBABLY'?!"

"Relax, man, you won't be talking much soon anyway."

"WHA-MMM!?"

"What's the matter, bro, haha, at a loss for words?"

"MMM?!"

"Don't worry, dude, I promise, your ass is gonna look super cute, haha."

"And I'll be sure to take some sick pics with you at the convention, bro. We're gonna have so much fun with you."

"MMM-MM-MMMMMM!"

"Aw, don't thank me, bro. This is all for you..."