"Now you're an art critic. You have unplumbed depths, Spike."
"Always good to keep a little mystery about yourself. You'd to well to remember that, Nibblet."
"Hey, I'm mysterious."
"Oh yeah? Who was that dancing on the table in a midriff and mini combination minus the underwear?"
"I was wearing a g-string. Can we go home now?"
"Have you finished redecorating the alley with diced carrot laced artwork yet?"
"Yeah. I don't think I can throw up anything else."
"Lay off the tequila next time, love. It's not your friend."
wordoftheday100 — pastiche
open_on_sunday — challenge #66: dialogue