daemonwise: everyone's got something.
daemonwise: like me, my entire life, i've had to deal with these amazing good looks and this captivating charm. it's been a curse, really.
archmage: It must be rough on you. I've felt sorry for you, all this time, but didn't know how to bring it up.
daemonwise: it's okay. i understand.
daemonwise: i accept sympathy especially in the form of cash donations.
daemonwise: the MakeMikeUglier fund.
archmage: You handle it well, I'm proud of you for shouldering the burden.
archmage: Oh, i wouldn't insult you with money.
daemonwise: damn your morals!
archmage: I know, I know, they get in the way. it's hard to be so rigid and upstanding.
archmage: I should cut loose occasionally.
daemonwise: cause when i think you, i think 'stick in the mud.' seriously, lighten up, fer chrissakes.
archmage: Hey, SOMEONE has to stand up for decency.
daemonwise: i don't know that i can think of anything to follow that...
archmage: Yeah, I got nothin'.