

Doryan: What's up with your cape?



Sharkey: Lovely, isn't? I borrowed it from a cult-



Doryan: Why does it fold like that? Every step you take, it folds all weird.



Sharkey: Oh. I dunno! Too much starch, maybe?



Doryan: What does your diet have anything to do with it? And your tail!



Sharkey: No no, dearest Doryan, see when you press- wait, what?



Doryan: Look at it! Every step you take, it vanishes into your pants!



Sharkey: Well, I can't exactly look at it that easily, it's my tail!



Doryan: It's not just your tail though, your entire lower back above your waist keeps popping out. Sharkey, is that a glamour?



Sharkey: Yes, I do look rather nice do I?



Doryan: No, you creep! You're wearing an illusion right now!



Sharkey: What? No! No, no, no. No. No.



Doryan: ...



Sharkey: Yes.



Doryan: Are you kidding me? Out in public, in the middle of Lion's Arch!?



Sharkey: Its ok, I'm a mesmer! I got this!



Doryan: I don't care! Smodur's right eye, are you wearing anything right now?



Sharkey: Of course I am! Watch!



Crowded street of onlookers: *gasp*



Doryan: SHARKEY WHAT IN THE REALM OF TORMENT!?



Sharkey: See? The cape's real.



Doryan: The cape was all that was real! Put that illusion back on, right now!



Sharkey: Oh, come on, first you're creeped out about it, now you want it back on? Make up your mind!



Doryan: The guards are coming!



Sharkey: I'm just saying, if you'd be a little more conscious of a mesmer's magic and their capabilities then-



Doryan: SHARKEY!



Sharkey: All right, all right! Sheesh.



