Rogue: “You have lived for far too long! Your soul’s decayed! It’s like a pumpkin left to rot out in a dead field! Even flies avoid it! Now, as much as it pains me as a *gentleman*, I will kill you to satisfy my honor!”

Vampire: “Such big talk… from a little man.”

Rogue: “Such big smarm from a little bitch!”

DM: Oh, shit.