Satan: How'd it go?

Tom: Pretty good. I talked to my sister beforehand and she reminded me that I've dealt with people being flaky on me in the past, not calling when they're supposed to and not being somewhere when they say they're gonna be, and I'm worried about repeating history you know? I told her Tiff has similar issues with people trying to control her.

Satan: You're not the controlling type.

Tom: I know and it seems like we just weren't understanding each other.

Satan: So it's all good.

Tom: I think so...I mean yeah, I know it is, I just feel kinda shaky you know? I hate fighting with people I love. I don't want her to hate me for making a stink but it was important, you know?

Satan: Yeah yeah yeah. So what are you gonna do when you get there?

Tom: Four-fingered surprise, day and night baby!

Satan: Ooooh, what's THAT?

Tom: Hahahahahahaha...

Satan: Tell me tell me!

Tom: Shut up you demonic little bitch.