The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

>Adler: Considering how Angela gets such sever attacks of the vapors at the mere thought of such things, a peck on the cheek might actually cause her head to explode. A gentle and platonic pat on the head with a hearty "good job" should be alright.
>Angela: Eeeeeeeee! Physical contact! The two of you are practically lovers now! So romantic! It's like all your hopes and dreams are coming true!
>Ixies: Quickly! Use the sedative to knock her out before she has another episode!
>Adler: . . . Yeah, you definitely need to find a way to fix this before she gives herself a brain aneurysm or something.
>Burnside: You are out cold.
>Typantronn: Well, now that Adler is back safe and sound, what are his orders?
>Adler: You have to admit that you are pleasantly surprised that the ixies weren't exchanging bet winnings when you got back. Did they not bet on your capture at all.
>Typantronn: You were all too concerned about Adler's well being to exchange bets. But now that he mentions it... Since he's back and no worse for wear, you'll all need to make up for lost time.
>Adler: Guh, you shouldn't have said anything. Ahem. Yes, your orders. You would like to speak to Vernier at her earliest convenience to congratulate her for handling the situation so expertly, to check up on Rebecca's condition, establish that your plans have not changed, and to compensate her for the resources she used to keep up the ruse. Also, privately, you wouldn't mind any excuse to speak to her whenever possible.
>Typantronn: He's getting the goo-goo eyes again. Darn, that would have made a good bet.