"Hey! Let go of me you morons! I'll give you rabies! I'll give you all so much rabies, and you'll all be like oh no, please don't give us rabies, and I'll be like okay, psyche! I already bit you! And you'll be all oh no! Hey, hey Arke, Dave, tell these guys I'm with you! Tell 'em!
Arke just keeps playing. "She's got a smile that it seems to me..."
"Take him away, guys."