- Jen: Mr Reynholm, I dont need to remind you of the report that denounced Reynholm Industries as an institutionally sexist organisation.
- Douglas: Now you hold on a minute, sugar tits! Everyone saw through that report. I even got that award off those feminists. The one shaped like the ice cream fellow.
- Jen: That's a "Shithead of the Year" award.
- Moss: Arggghhh. Woman ah? What are they? Who knows. Can't live with them, can't find them sometimes. What's going on in their little heads? Don't ask me! I'm not a flipping woman psychiatrist! But I have learned one or two things from conversations with my mother.
- Moss: Compiling a playlist for a roleplaying game I'm hosting. Important to get the right atmos.
- Jen: Okay, I don't know what you're talking about.
- Moss: Kinda of like a Dungeons and Dragons thing.
- Jen: Ooohhh... is this something to do with sex?
- Moss: Ha! Far from it, Jen! No, you see, in role-playing, one person is a dungeon master, or game master, or keeper. He or she controls the world and tells the players what they're experiencing, whether battling a coal monster, or kicking back in a smelly old tavern with some roguish elves. Played over a few hours, it uses dice rolls to determine the outcome of events. Unlike most board games you might be familiar with, role-playing games often use a 20-sided dice.
- Jen: Moss?
- Moss: Yeah.
- Jen: I want to stop listening to this
- Moss: I completely understand.