“Yeah well nothing belongs to anyone around here. Everyone is pretty much children here. So nothing is your’s here Connie. But I’m fine. Just trying to keep my self from killing a few of the people here. Jean is one of them but you know how he is.”
“Nah, nah–I’m talkin’ bout simple stuff, like my razor, my toothbrush, my cape…”
“And whaddya mean ‘bout Jean, Annie?”