Kaeris: "No, I won't do it. Nuh-huh."
Ramos: "But you must! Battle lines are being drawn as we speak! Our enemies move against us in the east, in the south east, in the south south east, partially in the south west although tending towards the south and also just a few points west of north."
Kaeris: "You are a frighteningly pedantic old man, you know that?"
Ramos: "I drew it all on a map, see? Our enemies are the little red circles."
Kaeris: "I don't even need to look at that to know you drew little metal spider-legs on them."
Ramos: "..."
Kaeris: "But even with our enemies assailing us from all quarters, your idea is madness."
Ramos: "It will inspire the men!"
Kaeris: "Have you met the men?"
Ramos: "They are the ox that will throw off the yoke of Guild oppression!"
Kaeris: "So, no, then. Although most of them do smell like cattle."
Ramos: "You must."
Kaeris: "No way. I would rather sing naked on stage at the Star Theatre while an audience composed entirely of hundreds of Colettes sits in stony silence and makes little notes on paper pads."
Ramos: "You had that dream again?"
Kaeris: "I don't want to talk about it. Me and Colette have issues. Let's leave it at that. But the answer is no. Never. Not a chance. I would rather die a painful and horrible death involving wasps."
Ramos: "I will let you play with this gallon jug of gasoline. And a match."
Kaeris: "...damn you, Ramos! You have a deal."
****Later****
Ramos: "Men of the Miners and Steamfitters Union! The time has come for action!"
The Men: <ROAR!>
Ramos: "The time has come to rise up and claim what is rightfully yours!"
The Men: <BIGGER ROAR!!>
Ramos: "Let them hear your voices all the way in the Governor's Mansion!"
The Men: <CRAZY BIG ROAR!!!>
Ramos: "And what do we want, Kaeris?"
Kaeris <stepping forward>: "Cake!"
The Men: "..."
Kaeris <hissing>: "I told you it wouldn't work, you stupid old man!"
Man Down The Front: "I quite like cake."
Man At The Back: "Hey, is it the one with the fancy icing on it? Me old mam used to make that, so she did."
Short Man: "Ooh, I love that kind!"
Man With Impressive Moustache: "I'll eat the marzipan, if anyone doesn't want theirs. Love marzipan!"
Furious Man: "You can never get any damn decent cake around here!"
The Men: "Cake!"
Ramos <struggling not to Avatar>: "Cake!!"
Kaeris: "Cake!!!"
All: "CAAAAAA-AAAAAAKE!"
