More formspring whackiness when Duane is asked about scrivening:
Duane: The reading and writing of correspondence and the duplication of legal documents are my chief occupations. Now and then there is a spot of translation work but that blackguard Josef Barnaby lured most of my clients away when he disparaged the quality of my Continental as "prosaic and tediously Aldish."
Sette: He were right. We get back home though and you pay me and I'll get some lads together and we'll shave his dogs and egg his shop.
He's dead aroused. I wouldn't look him direct in the face or he's like t'set on your keen squid hat with his manly passions. Now hurry, we need a soundproof room 'cause he's gonna be loud!
Duane, after going after Sette in his attack zombie mode and being restrained by the...'apparatus' of the love hotel, comes back to himself just in time to be smacked in the face with a tentacle. His expression has to be seen to be believed.