Carly: I’m over the way. Just away. Way further than you could think of. The moon. Whatever. Space- I’m dead. You know.
Dozerfleet: Did you know that your shirt is unlucky?!
Carly: I’m still dead, I can’t hear you.
Dozerfleet: In my tv show, whores get murdered when they wear that shirt!
Carly: Yeah, I’m calling the cops.
Dozerfleet: You don’t need to call the cops, I’ll protect you!
Carly: Of course, yeah.
Dozerfleet: I’ve got these pens!