“Would you just SHUT UP ! The dragon is about to
blast the castle passageway and you want to drink ale?
Take up your arms!”

“Mind if I waves me ‘ands around a fair bit first just to see
if he wants sum cheese and ale?”

“What?”

“Well, He’s been movin’ ‘round a bit quick-like all this time, maybe he’s bleedin’ hungry? We all tend to get cranky if we haven’t eaten in awhile idn’t it? You know – blood sugar levels and what not.”

“We?”

“All of us. You know – human bein’s.”

“Us?”

“You and me, mate. And dragons too, right?”

“You?”

“Right, YOU !”

“Quit using so many bleedin’ pronouns and start shooting flaming arrows! Now!”

“Alright guvn’ah, but at least I’m not the one gettin’
the Queen’s troops all soused up on cheese and ale! When
the Evil One arrives, what ya gonna do then, eh? Why not give ‘im a throat lozenger? You bleedin’ dunderheaded ninny!”

“Did you just call me a dunderheaded ninny?”

“Yep”

“Why you halfwitted ignoramus, I’ll have you sent to the
dungeons to be taunted by tooth faeries!”