What do you have on your hand? Is that for me? *Takes the snail shell away*

1. What the?! Hey! Give me back my snail!

Oh, snail! Maybe I can make some hot chili snail stews for dinner.

1. What are you talking about?

Roasted snail shells are good but maybe too crunch for my teeth. Maybe I'll make some cocktail snails and go to Estellee for her special sauce?

1. Stop there. I never said I was giving this snail shell for you to eat it...

Not for me?... I am starving to death here. Staring at this snail doesn't help me losing my appetites...

1. Ok, let's get one thing clear. I didn't give it to you! You took it from me!

What's the difference? You came here to show me this, aren't you?

1. I did only because I wanted to know what you know about this snail!

What'd be so different about this snail? I mean it's a snail that pre-warriors grind and grind. I don't see your point.

1. THIS IS BOB THE SNAIL! BOB! Don't you know who Bob is? *F5*

Ohhhhhh.... That's why you are acting like a lunatic. I get your point now. Yeah, Bob Snale would have some historical values I get that. But hey, you should have considered that I am hungry before you come in here. Do you know how hard is for a man to live in this cynical, cold world? Wait... That's not right. We are in the middle of the desert. Ok. My point being is, none the less, I am hungry, you know?

Here me out on this, would you?

Oh, where were we? I just forgot what I was about to say...

I mean, what were they thinking? Those Wizet guys! They should have known that I'd be left alone in loneliness all by myself in this cold cold room! I'm all alone in this room for so long now and the only chance I get to go out is when warriors are tested for their third job and even then, I am stuck in this greenish dungeon looking place only for those warriors to win me over. And it's OUT OF DIMENSION for god sakes!

They should have made a female chief of Perion when Amoria came out... They could hook me up with her, you know? Maybe then, I might not have been starving every depressing night myself only to find that I cooked too much for a one-man-meal... I don't know when was the last time I had a decent food on my table...

Doesn't it strike you as odd that I am always..........

*Takes off before his mumbling gets any longer*