Yoh: Yo kiddo, this the speakeasy?

Fed: Youz got the hooch?

Yoh: Don’t you be worrying bout giggle water.

Fed: Applesauce! A bull be comin

*enter cop*

Aaron: Well, well I got me some bootleggers!

Fed:  Oh that’s bunk, were just gambling…

Aaron: I don’t believe you

Damian: I don’t want any trouble, so just scram from my gin mill!

Aaron: Gin mill! AHA! Im gona make a fish outta you!

Yoh:

Damian: Don’t worry ’cause I have a very cunning plan.

Fed: Quit flappin your gums!

Damian: Listen!

Fed: We’d better split…

Yoh: No, were not leaving till we get the dough…