Dylan Dog: Yes. They were out of Caucasian in your size.
Dylan Dog: See? That's just what this case needed. A seven-foot tall, flesh-eating zombie. Which begs the question, are there any actual people left in New Orleans?
Marcus: I guess we could just talk about the location of the flesh-eating zombie when you guys are done boning.
Marcus: If I had another arm right now, I would hug you.