[There is no stopping party satan, sorry.]

Makes you wonder where they're getting their information, doesn't it? Also my bar, my rules. If I want to cut out, I will.

[...but he's staring for a minute because one of those things is definitely not like the other.]

You sure it's not a shell from Peach Beach? [The ocean's still here, after all.] And I know this is probably a stupid question, but bear with me. The sword's real?