Skales: Why did the little girl fall off the swing?

Pythor, mildly intrigued: I don't know. Why?

Skales: She had no arms.

Pythor, now mildly disturbed: What-

Skales: Knock knock

Pythor, slightly scared: Who's there?

Skales: NOT THE LITTLE GIRL!

Pythor, now extremely disturbed: SkalES WHAT THE HELL-