What in the...

Why are you so stupid? I am not, just knock on the damn door. No. Why not? Because, you are dumb as hell. Hell isn't dumb, it's hot. You aren't attractive in anyway, and you can stop imagining you're a bad-ass now. Oh. Can you at least knock? No. Knock. No. No. We are on the same page, let's go. Damn it Bugs, you taught me wrong. Bugs? Cartoon rabbit. Ah. Sucker! You lost concentration, knock, knock, knock, knock. You knocked for four times! You've killed the Doctor! Shut up, new Doctor remember? You've let me down. How? You outsmarted me.

"Hello? Who are you?" Oh damn, what was our name? Ryan Plant? No, the other. Umm...Oh hell, hell, hell. I need a drink dude, you should of got a drink first, man. We are going to the Winchester! There is a pub here? No, my fake name! Oh, right, right, right.

"Winchester? Derpy should of said I was coming here," giggity. You aren't Quagmire. I know, but immaturity is the best. "I'm here about the changeling profile, did she even tell you?" You're really smooth. I know. Sarcasm. I know.

"No, but I did need someone who knows about changelings, what are you qualifications?" Qualifications? Are we writing a simple essay or are we in a job interview. Don't know, don't care. Am not even going to argue.

"Well, for my town, I was a changeling hunter" you know you're screwed right. Why?

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Told you, man, you are screwed. Am not, she isn't going to tackle me. You sure? Yeah, man, I'm sure.

"I see you are a bit excited" understatement of the year. More like century. Existence? Overstatement of the year. Century? Maybe, can we stop this? Yes.

"Well, duh, you hunt changelings. That is what I need for the profile!" Is she Pinkie Pie in disguise or something? A crystal empire throwback are you serious? I've be wondering...Where the hell did she get that suit from? Probably made it herself. Who looks at their friend for so long that they can copy the image so perfectly that another one of their friends mistakes it for the actual person...I mean pony, I saw though you're charade. Damn, but, screw logic, she is Pinkie Diana Pie! You win this round.

"Well, should I come in?" Did you seriously say that? Yeah, so? Well, from the first thing, she is going to say 'yes'. Well duh. You aren't Pinkie. Screw logic, I'm British-y Pie. Did you just think of British version of the Party Pony? Yeah, so? Her name is Pie, British-y Pie...Doesn't sound right. Well, you think of one. Crimson Crumpet. Could be used, but I bet Hasbro would make one better. Well duh You aren't Crimson Crumpet. Well, that's is incorrect of course, darling. Good.

"Yes, do you need anything? A drink? Some food?" Food, drink, eat and drink the lot. Politeness. Hunger. Being a gentleman. Being a fat slob. Being a...

"No, thank you" damn it! I would throttle you if I had hands. Welcome to the world of Lyra.Not funny. Is too.

"Well, you are a good gentle-colt" you can say it. What? The thing. It isn't cute. Really? No.

"Thank you, Miss, I'm gladly accepted your compliment" hello, Mister Fancy-pants. Shush, first impressions... Are not our strong point. That's right so, shut it.

"You're posh too! This is going to be exciting!" I am getting a bit scared. Same. Lesson Zero, please don't repeat. Amen, brother.