Arthur winced a little. "My God, you're slower than a snail," he bitched. (If you thought he'd listen to the 'I've never done this before' argument... ahahaha ask Merlin) He tilted his head and pulled at his collar, somewhat grateful for the new range of movement. "And who ever said I was 'pissed off'?"
Arthur, stop trying to mimic Katchoo's accent. We've been there.
Re: Training Grounds, Later Sunday Morning
Arthur, stop trying to mimic Katchoo's accent. We've been there.