Mary: "Although I don't see why not, he probably runs an HMO, all evil overlords do."
Markus: "What does James have to do with your medical coverage?"
Mary: "Huh? No, not James. Andrew Stone. James is annoying, yes. Evil - possibly. Capable of overlord status? I think not."

Markus: "I see."
Serge: "You do?"
Markus: "No, not really. Mary, when exactly did Andy make it to the top of your shitlist? I'm having trouble keeping up with it."
Mary: "Last night."
Markus: "Just give me some sunglasses and call me Stevie."

Mary: "So how long have you known him?"
Markus: "Andy? Not long."
Mary: "And you don't get the "evil" vibe from him?"
Markus: "No... he's alright. He's done a lot for the band since we hired him on as our manager. Professional, business like - sure. But evil? I won't think of him as evil until he becomes the CEO of Walmart."

Mary: "So, you're friends?"
Markus: "I wouldn't exactly say *friends*. I don't konw the guy that well, he doesn't tend to get personally involved."
Mary: "Except with Emily."
Markus: "Yeah. Odd, that. But they seem pretty smitten with each other. Although I always figured her to be more Tristan or James' type."
Mary: "Nah. Emily doesn't date musicians... no offense."

Serge laughed.

Markus: "Uh, none taken."
Mary: "She was with this guitarist named Ian. For years. He was a dick. She sticks to the more upstanding citizen types, these days."
Serge: "You mean... musicians aren't upstanding citizens?!"
Markus: "Hey!"
Serge: "Markus used to go with this walking heroine overdose named Phil. He doesn't date musicians anymore, either."
Mary: "What do you do, Serge?"
Serge: "I'm a writer."
Mary: "What, you went from Kurt Cobain to Edgar Allen Poe? Real step up."
Markus: "He's a journalist, not a schizophrenic with a typewriter. He writes for the entertainment section of the Seattle Metro Times. Besides, don't tell me you haven't dated your share of Vincent Van Goghs from the art world."

Mary: "I don't dates artists."

The darkness in Mary's tone caught Markus off guard- clearly he'd hit a nerve.

Mary: "Or, you know, humans."
Markus: "Oookay. So, Serge, who don't you date anymore?"

Serge: "Women."