A/N: Happy birthday, Musica Diabolos! It's Sam's turn, and I tried to catch him up all in one go. E/O Challenge ("shield").
"HSHH! TSHSHH!"
"Bless you."
"Th-huhhh... huh-KHSHH! SHSH-huh!"
"You OK?"
"H-h-huhhhh... hoh, OK. Huh-K-TCHHOOOOO!"
"You've got a little something right there."
"Ah... guh... hoo... GTXCHG! KHHAH!"
"He's not usually like this."
"Hh-hih-hihhh... hih-hhhhh... hhHHH-KTCHCHHuh! HEH-TCHCHHOOOO!"
"You know what, officer? We'll just come back another time."
"G-g-KHKHKH!"
"What's wrong with you?"
"I dod't... d-dod't... HUSHSHHuh!"
"Here, I got a napkin."
"Gibbee that. Oh, g-god... HKZHHHhoo! TCHH-CHCH-CHSHSHH!"
"You allergic to cops now? That might actually come in handy."
"Deed. That shield! There bust've beed hh-KTCHuh! Heh-heh-HEH-HIIISHSHH!"
"What, perfume? Well, we're outside now, pal. Suck in that air. C'mon."
"H-hrrr... KSHHSHuh! Hah-AAAAH-t-TCHOO! CHCHOOOO!"
"Or do that."
A/N 2: Shields hung on walls in police stations allllways have perfume sprayed on them. *shifty eyes*