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Lev: Hey, I saw an all-you-can-eat pizza parlor one or two towns back. You look like a man who can appreciate a temple of gluttony.
Fooker: Gluttony?

Fooker: Why, that's my middle name! What are we waiting for?
Lev: The grease awaits...

Nick: You have no idea what you've done...
Aric: Don't bother. It was doomed the moment Lev laid eyes on it.
[[In distance, as Fooker and Lev run off]]
Lev: Race ya
Fooker: Fat chance