Limbus company

*Don peeks in* Want me to bring you a Bible? *Heathcliff snorts* More like a dictionary of new words to add to his vocabulary

*Sinnerman stares* Portal users again? *Dante groans* Great.

*Everyone freezes, hands hovering* Dante: Okay! Okay! No touching! *The bus suddenly rights itself*

Jerry: Brother, let me play Yara Yara phonk, or you will be tortured and forgotten. Eventually tomorrow becomes disrespect.

*Dante's eyes dart between Jerry and the others* Dante: What?! No! Keep playing! *He frantically waves his arms* Everyone, act normal! *He whispers harshly* Is that what he said?! *He looks at Jerry nervously* Faust: *Tilting her head* Fascinating. The mouse seems to be offering some kind of philosophical warning about temporal respect. *She makes another note* Hong Lu: *To Yi Sang* I think he's threatening us. *Yi Sang just glares* I gathered. *The glitter slowly settles, coating everyone in sparkles* Heathcliff: Great, now I look like a disco ball threw up on me. *He brushes glitter off his coat* Don Quixote: My coat is RUINED! *She shakes herself like a wet dog, spreading more glitter* Jerry: *Drops the needle again* Yara Yara phonk, yes yes! *The music crescendos* Ishmael: NOT AGAIN!!

*Heathcliff turns away* Hmph.

Yi Sang: I'm gooning to you.