Alistair: ...Jesus christ, what happened to you...? Yeah no, I do not want to play tag-
"Why nawt..."
Alistair: Because I´m not a fucking child!
"Well you don't smell old.."
Alistair: Well I´m not that young, either. And why are you posing as a small dog? It´s embarrassing...
"My master told me too! But I can't find them.."
A look of pure rage quickly flashes over Alistairś face
Alistair: Your...master?
"Mhm!"
Alistair: And who is this...master?
"uh...her names Mrs. Claire! And she has this big guy who lives with her! his name is..uh....Micheal..?"
