lance: i guess you have a point there...
dylus: god fen! how can you possibly think that when you're freaking hate me?
fen: i don't hate you, i LOATHE
YOU! growing up in your shadow was painful for all involved and--
dylus: i'm sorry okay? geez, this all was lance's
idea anyway you--
fen: wha--?
bastian: *sigh* that took alot of effort...
lance: bastian! what are you doing here?
bastian: message...dylus...wife...
fen: who's he?
lance: i guess...my son, i suppose...
fen: son?!
fen: okay, you may feel a little strange...
fen: better?
bastian: sure, def--
bastian: OH MY GOSH! YOU'RE HIM! I MEAN, HE'S YOU! OH MY GOSH, I'M SUCH A FAN AND--
*faint*
lance: oh my, bastian, are you okay?
bastian: huh?
