Marshall Lee: Follow my lead
Marshall: Good little girl, always picking
a fight with
me. You know that I’m bad, but you’re
with me. What do you want from my
world? You’re a good
Fionna: Bad little boy, that’s what you’re
I really don’t buy that you’re that kind of
guy. And if
you are… why do you want to hang out
Marshall Lee: -hisses and chuckles-
Marshall Lee: Don’t you know I’m a
Every night I’m out killin’, sendin’
like children. I know why you’re mad at
me. I’ve got
demon eyes and they’re lookin’ right
anatomy, into your deepest fears. Baby,
I’m not from
here. I’m from the Nightosphere. To me
transparent. You’ve got a thing for me
Cake(in the background): OH OH! I got a
And I got two hot tomata's! That make a
good sauce maybe, so i'll
shake my bottle baby. I'll shake it and
shake it and shake it and shake it
and shake it all over.
Fionna: You know you're not so bad.
Marshall Lee: Not so bad? I'm the son of
demon and the vampire king... That's not
have to try at. You on the other hand..
Cake: ... The table!The Table!
For as long as I am
Fionna:I'm not trying to be bad. I'm
hanging out with you because
you're my friend.
Marshall Lee: What, like him? (blows
cream puff in fionna's face)
Fionna:No, different (kicks Marshall)