Razz sneered. “This is ridiculous,” he said.
“it’s just a game. it’s not gonna hurt you to play, teacup.”
Staring hard at Sans, Razz asked sharply, “What did you just call me?” Sans only grinned. “Kill,” he said, pointing to Sans. “Bed the ashtray.” Then, with an imperious sniff, “And marry the lieutenant. He’s the only one of these three with any redeeming qualities.”
Leaning over to Sans, Edge asked under his breath, “Why do I feel like I was just insulted?”