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.
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.
"Time has conditioned me against joy and adorable children."
And, when they're discussing why Rahm has spent so much time observing 'The Happy Tentacle', a handy Brain in a Jar murmurs "Collate the boobies."
When a teen prostitute is bugging Sette in Stockyard's brothel, Sette bites part of her finger off. Duane gently commands her to spit the finger out and catches it in a handkerchief, as if she's a toddler who's eaten something she shouldn't have. And then he hands it back to the prostitute, asking her to excuse Sette's behaviour because "Boo has nerves."
Knock-Me-Down loves it, though. And expresses it in heart-shaped speech bubbles.
Toby: "Didn't she drop a pulley on your head?"
Knock: "I had it coming."
Then, when confronting Stockyard, Sette whispers to Duane to make her 'tall and glorious'. Duane's response is to flick a finger so she suddenly standing on a glowing green box. Probably not quite what she had in mind, Duane...
Sette interrupts the Deadly Nevergreen's song and dance number (culminating with one worker getting uncomfortably close to Duane) with a hail of thrown bottles and brandishes two more threateningly.
Sette: Get your breasts away from me employee! He ain't here for love!
They try again later, brushing off his protests that he's a married man and a cleric. In fact...
After Dawn, an employee of the Deadly Nevergreen, hustles Duane upstairs, the next we hear of him is a prostitute bursting out of his room, horrified and refusing to participate in whatever 'unnatural' activities are going on within, despite the brothel being obviously equipped to deal with... esoteric tastes. Behold how he treats the two stalwart employees who remained inside.
When Duane's nature is revealed to Toma and Quigley, they immediately disregard the pressing threat in order to engage in I Knew It! with each other and theorize that he's a mindless plod under someone else's control while Duane is standing right there. Eventually he gets fed up and uses pymary to knock their heads together.
Quigley: ...This makes sense. No legitimate human could be such a prancing twat-
Duane: 'Legitimate?!' Plat, shall I legitimately drop you from another cliff?!