Black: Oh God, it's you. What are you doing here?

Turles: Cynder's been teaching me magic, that's why I'm here.

Black: Well I need to have a talk with her then. Cynder! Get in here!

Cynder: What I'm right here, what do you want?

Black: I want HIM out of here.

Cynder: You mean Turles? Why?

Black: Because he is a mortal!

Cynder: No he's not. Plus he's my student, so get over it, he's staying.

Turles: Looks like it's two against one, huh Black?

Black: Shut up. I'm not talking to you.

Turles: Well neither am I, but your daughter Rosy is hot though, and so's Cynder.

Black: THAT'S IT!!! OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!! *throws Turles out of the window*

Rosy: Black! Quit throwing people, that's my job! *throws Black out of the window*

Black: Hey!

Rosy: Shut up.