
I genuinely just fell down the stairs. Oh, if only someone had warned me…

If only you had life alert. Its important for these types of accidents.

Do not try me right now, Lalonde. My ass hurts and I’m not above taking it out on the nearest snarky broad.

I'm quaking in my boots. Oh, how I tremble and fret-Wait. Can you manage the speed to hunt me down after such a grievous fall? I'd rather not be the cause for a strained back too.

I have my methods.

Do they involve a wheelchair and a disgruntled bedside nurse? With your surly attitude, I'm not sure you'll find one that can handle you. Shall I help?

The only help necessary will be the help you’ll need after you check your mail. I’ll give you a hint—it starts with an “A” and ends in a “nthrax”.