Go on. Give the worgs some Booze! They'll love it.

You were never burdened with intelligence, but your load seems to be especially light these days.

You could've asked me to do the same - to throw myself at her, what I wanted be damned. But you didn’t. And I’m grateful.

You smell very delicious, but I will not bite you.

Smashing! Soon, my friend - soon we can share a flagon of something liquid and a tale of derring-do!