Arresting everyone in the cave

"GET OUT OF THE CAVE! This is officially MY loot! Shoo! The lot of you!" Fred roars at his family and the others he knew.

"No." Carl says in his stereotypical homosexual voice.

"Why do you always talk like that?" Fred asked, off topic.

"So other gays know I'm gay, of course. Anyway, we have a right to this gold. You can't honestly take all of it!" Carl replied, unhappily.

"You see, Carl... I don't care. Drop the gold, or I'll call the cops." Fred was serious this time. Nobody followed his orders. "Fine then. Xydelics the dyslexic cop?"

"That's me! What'cha want?" Said one of Fred's drunken bar buddies, who was also looting the gold.

"Arrest anyone taking my gold." Fred replied.

"*Hic*, 'Cluding me?"

"YES, including you!"

1. "Fine *hic*." Xydelics replied, and did so.
2. "Even I'm not *hic* drunk enough to do a stupid think like that!" Xydelics replied, and didn't so.

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