Good grief, don't go laying your hands on my Guest without permission. You're way too early for that!

The one watching their back here, the one who has the right to stand by their side, the one putting his life on the line this very second is me. I'm not handing them over to a dead-fish-eyed sugar addict like you.

...Huh? What are you talking about, you rotten perm-head! How many times do I have to drill it into that frizzy skull of yours that Guest is mine, hey?!

Wait just a minute! What's wrong with you guys, fighting over one girl with those sweaty, manly faces of yours?!