Xander: I'd be honored to continue our debate over dinner.

Kore: I'll bet you would.

Di: Well I accept, my dear head of state.

Di: Now as I was saying about our motto, 'do as thou wilt'...

Security: Careful! Better keep off the streets tonight, old man. You've been drinking a bit, have you? You almost knocked me over, what if you'd hurt someone? I think it's time for you to go home.

Xander: Will do, thanks.

Security: Do I need to call you a cab?

Di: Oh I'll take care of this one young man, don't worry about grandpa here.

Security: Thanks ma'am there's been a few incidents today. Old folks should be at home.

Xander: Remind me to lower the compulsory labor age so more boys get the opportunity to develop a physique like that. Like running into a brick wall. Kid is fifteen.

Di: So as I was saying about Lucifer...

Kore: Huh. Where did you learn to weave?

Kore: See you later Di. Ves.

Di: I adore politics, don't you?

Xander: If you think I'm going to have a horrible evening listening to...that economics tirade you're so keen on giving me...nope.

Xander: I can make you talk about anything I want you to.

Di: Oooh, Evil Overlord... wild horses couldn't drag a word from my lips...but let's try. Please. First though, bitcoin, what are your thoughts?