Character: Old Butterfly

- Is everything okay?
- Feel so vrosly...

This earthly piece of shit means that much to you?
- He's the best asshole I know.

- Wait, I'll Wake Marco.
- So it's not a corpse?
- Not... dead...

I don't want you to leave. Stay with us.
Really? Hugs!

Navalny mega-blast!

Candy hallucinogenic fog!

Blow a rainbow fist!

I was not asked if I wanted to Land, and you are not asked whether you want to bother with me.

- Honestly, I like to take risks, and I would be happy if in my life will appear a little danger.
[Old turns a butterfly into a monster, who grabs a passer-by, leaving him in an unknown direction]
- What was that!?
- Oops... I thought you wanted a little danger.

- Don't worry, mom, I can handle it!
[In the background appears a burning rainbow, hear the cries].
- She can't handle.

Are you kidding? Yes, there is nothing better than to blindly trust the predictions of cookies!