Arlo: "How did you get your scar?"
Butch: "I don't know if you're ready for that story."
Arlo: "I can take it."
Downpour: "Oh, yeah. You gotta tell him, boss."
Thunderclap: "That's a good one!"
Butch: "It was a hundred degrees in the shade and I walked for five days with no water, and then I saw it: a pretty pond. I bent down to take a drink when these crocks launched out of the water! One crock bit me on my face, ain't no way I wasn't its supper. Except for one thing... I wasn't ready for dying that day. I bit one crock in half, tail whipped the other! And the last one, well, I drowned that crock in my own blood."
Arlo: "Woh!"
Thunderclap, Downpour: "Dang!"
Thunderclap: "Oh, look, look! Gives me the little goosies every time!"
Downpour: "I love that story!"