[ nandor's fear boner and nandor's stubborn, borderline chauvinistic need to be the one who deals with this sort of thing himself instantly start throwing folding chairs at each other, and he is simply left to pick up the pieces! ]
You are from hell, yes, Hild? Does this sort of thing not trouble you?
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You are from hell, yes, Hild? Does this sort of thing not trouble you?