Wolf
[Diane leads Wolf to her Crimson Paw hideout. The lights turn on, revealing different outfits and gadgets, and a super-computer console.]
Whoa-ho! Holy... MOLEY!
Diane
Ahhh, it's so good to be home.
Wolf
Are you kidding me?! Laser-guided zipline? The XM-2400 radar jammer? No way!
Diane
I actually prefer the earlier model.
Wolf
Agree to disagree. [picks up something what looks like lipstick and fiddles with it] Hey, this stuff is nice too. [A jet of blue flame shoots out of the lipstick tube.] AHH!
Diane
Yeah, that's a blowtorch. Also, not really your color.
