Talk:Apophis/@comment-2.31.182.66-20141012133201/@comment-25035274-20141013190520

I smear myself in Mamono Musk, a patented new Mamono repellent I've specially designed to smell like the demonic energy of other monsters. I then tell her, "I'm sorry, but I'm already married. To multiple women, in fact. So I'm afraid we just can't happen, unless you want to share. Which just wouldn't be fitting, for a Higher Lamia, such as yourself. A shame. We could have been something beautiful, in another life. Oh well. See my friend over there? His name's Frank, he's single, and he was just telling me all about how he wished he could find a purple-skinned beauty to take his mind off the two-timing trollop that just broke his heart."

And that's how I got the pile of treasure that funded my later adventures around the world, and how Frank got married.