"Hey, Frank. How's the game looking?"



"Oh, hey Ur'gathyith. Didn't see you there. Eh, it's kinda boring. I'm telling you, that coach doesn't know how to field his players. His team's already behind three touchdowns and it's only the first quarter. But hey, my team is winning so it's all good. You want some chicken? There's a new place called the Cajun Crockpot. It's got some good stuff."



"Nah, I'm good, thanks. Some church solicitors came by today, so I'm pretty full right now."



"Hah! Did they do the whole 'begone, foul demon!' schtick?"



"You know it. I almost choked when I swallowed them up, I was laughing so hard. Anyway, I'mma go lurk around in the dark realms between reality. See you, buddy."



"Bye, bro; oh, before I forget, you think you could drop by next Tuesday? My asshole landlord says he'll be coming around and talk about some 'additional expenses' that have suddenly popped up."



"Sure thing, man. Always down to eat some fools."



"Awesome. Take care, Ur."