You Are Cordially Invited: Tea Party/Transcript

Tiny Tina: Time for the party! You're gonna be the waiter. Hit Mister Sparks over there to bring in Mister Flesh-Stick.

(Vault Hunter hits the start button on the generator, a crate at the tea-table opens up revealing Flesh-Stick.)

Flesh-Stick: HAHAHA! I bet your mommy and daddy screamed as they died!

Tiny Tina: When you're ready to start the party, please smack Mister Flesh-Stick in his bitch face.

(If Vault Hunter takes his time to do as told ...)

Tiny Tina: Ahem. If you did not hear me, garçon, I requested that you smack that sucka in his piehole to start the festivities.

(Vault Hunter approaches and smacks Flesh-Stick.)

Flesh-Stick: AAAAARGH!

Tiny Tina: Oh, I forgot to mention -- I'm inviting Flesh-Stick's friends, too. Make sure they don't get too rowdy and break the generator!

(First of Flesh-Stick's friends start showing up ...)

Tiny Tina: WHO'S READY FOR A MOTHA-HUMPIN' TEA PARTYYYY?!

Flesh-Stick: HEEEEELP! GET ME OUTTA HERE, YOU BASTARDS!

(As more of Flesh-Stick's friends show up ...)

Tiny Tina: What was that, Princess? I can't hear you over the sound of Flesh-Stick's friends. They are being quite rude.

Flesh-Stick: RGAHAGRGRGRHRGRHRGRHRGH!

Tiny Tina: Please continue to greet Flesh-Stick's friends in the manner to which you are accustomed.

(If the generator gets damaged ...)

Tiny Tina: Garçon, Mister Sparks is takin' a lot of damage and it is RUINING MY DINING EXPERIENCE.

(If the generator gets damaged even more ...)

Tiny Tina: Mister Sparks is halfway dead, waiter! I would request you protect it a teensy bit more efficiently!

(If the generator gets damaged even some more ...)

Tiny Tina: Mister Sparks is almost dead! And I haven't even served dessert yet!

(If the generator gets destroyed ...)

Tiny Tina: NO! Mister Sparks is dead -- this tea party is OVER!

(As the fight with Flesh-Stick's friends goes on ...)

Tiny Tina: I read the most EXTRAORDINARY thing the other day, Sir Reginald. Something about slag experimentation -- I forget the details.

Flesh-Stick: Girly, you better let me outta here or I'll skin you ALIVE!

Tiny Tina: Flesh-Stick! How DARE you interrupt Sir Reginald?!

(Tiny Tina zapps Flesh-Stick ...)

Flesh-Stick: AAAAUGHRGRHRGRGGRGRHRG!

Tiny Tina: Fluffybutt, Sir Reginald. I have heard some salacious rumors about the two of you -- is there any truth to them?

Tiny Tina: Don't be ridiculous, Fluffybutt -- you can trust me! I shall never gossip!

Tiny Tina: I agree, Princess. It is a bit cold for this time of year. What do you think, Mister Flesh-Stick?

(Tiny Tina zapps Flesh-Stick again ...)

Flesh-Stick: AAAAAAAAAGH! LET ME LOOSE, YOU CRAZY IDIOT!

Tiny Tina: Mm. Quite.

Flesh-Stick: I'm glad you had to watch! Seein' your family go like that made you STRONG! Like ME! FLESH-STICK!

Tiny Tina: Another crumpet, Princess?

Tiny Tina: Flesh-Stick! Let us discuss current affairs.

Flesh-Stick: LET ME GO LET ME GO LET ME GO!

Tiny Tina: Well, that's HARDLY appropriate tea party conversation. Mister Sparks?

(Flesh-Stick gets zapped again ...)

Flesh-Stick: RGAHAGRGRGRHRGRHRGRHRGH!

Flesh-Stick: If you don't stop elecrocuting me, I'm gonna break out of this chair and rip your tongue out with my teeth!

Tiny Tina: Really? Go on!

(Flesh-Stick gets zapped yet again ...)

Flesh-Stick: AAAAUGHRGRHRGRGGRGRHRG!

Flesh-Stick: NOOOOOO! NO MORE! NO MORE!

(With no more Flesh-Stick's friends coming to the party ...)

Tiny Tina: Well -- that was quite an enjoyable tea party. Garçon? A word.

(Vault Hunter turns in the mission to Tiny Tina.)

Tiny Tina: Ah, the hour grows late. I'm afraid Mister Flesh-Stick must bid us adieu.

Flesh-Stick: I remember you, kid -- you should be DEAD!

Tiny Tina: What an interesting point, Monsieur Flesh-Stick! Mister Sparks, what do you think?

(As Tiny Tina is fiddling with the generator ...)

Flesh-Stick: No! I'm sorry I sold out your family! I'm SORRYYYYY!

(Generator goes into an over-drive, electrocuting Flesh-Stick ...)

Flesh-Stick: AAAAUGHRGRHRGRGGRGRHRG!

Tiny Tina: Best tea party ever.