Stark, as usual, has no idea what Ash was on about. But he makes an attempt at some of the questions anyway.
"One: um. Which music? Your music? Any music? Five: No Six: Everything. Seven: Meatloaf that talks? Did it come from the cafeteria? Eight: If he's a man walking down roads, haven't they already called him a man by saying he's a man walking down roads? Nine: The Stooges. Those are the ones who poke each other in the eye, yes? Ten: Which God? Thirteen: People like carnage. There is a good chance they will care. Especially if it is very loud carnage."
Then he picked up his copy of Cosmo and flipped through it, wide-eyed.
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"One: um. Which music? Your music? Any music?
Five: No
Six: Everything.
Seven: Meatloaf that talks? Did it come from the cafeteria?
Eight: If he's a man walking down roads, haven't they already called him a man by saying he's a man walking down roads?
Nine: The Stooges. Those are the ones who poke each other in the eye, yes?
Ten: Which God?
Thirteen: People like carnage. There is a good chance they will care. Especially if it is very loud carnage."
Then he picked up his copy of Cosmo and flipped through it, wide-eyed.