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Requested by: ZenoZen
Current Client: Sir Gawain
Gawain: Are you in?
Irisviel: Oh, uh, hi – look, I'm kind of busy right now. I have to deliver these cookies to – oh, all right. Make it quick.
Gawain: I'm not normally the type to harbor grudges... but screw all that. It's Sir Lancelot.
Irisviel: What'd he do to you? Trash your office?
Gawain: No! He's a great knight, and the king loves him, and he's definitely apologized, but I'm still mad about it and no one really seems to get me, but I mean, wouldn't YOU be mad?
Irisviel: Uh, mad about what?
Gawain: He killed my brothers! Both of them!
Irisviel: Oh, great. Just what I need. Revenge. Look, if he's already apologized, then what more do you want from him?
Gawain: I don't know! I just – he can just STOP BEING SO PERFECT!
Irisviel: I... think that has already been covered, sir.
Gawain: What do you mean?
Irisviel: We-e-ell... he's a few knights short of an army, if you catch my drift.
Gawain: Not really.
Irisviel: He's crazy. Nuts. Gone bonkers. As berserk a Berserker as they can get. He is definitely not your perfect, holy knight.
Gawain: Oh. Okay.
Irisviel: Are you good now?
Gawain: No. My horse calls me a gorilla.
Irisviel: Your horse... calls you a gorilla.
Gawain: Yes.
Irisviel: Well, it's refreshing to see I haven't lost my ability to be surprised...