Not to Brag But...
(Our party is pretty deep in our cups by now and the paladin is trying to have a real moment with the NPC Kari, an enchanter who is helping us with a unique object that we ran into during our pub crawl. The ranger, who never drank before and is extremely far along, tries to subtly pitch in some insight. Very subtly.)
Paladin Bard: Well, Kari, I had a feeling that you got your talent somewhere, but I have to be honest with you. People like you, you give me hope.
Kari: Hope?! What kind of hope? Why do I give you hope?
Paladin Bard: You give me the hope that my friends and I might actually survive this and get enough money to be financially independent and live long lives some day, and that not all adventurers end up as skeletons in a tomb–
Kari: Most do!
Paladin Bard: I’m well aware…
Ranger: (heavily drunk & slurring) Lack of skeletons’ good!
Kari: For what it’s worth, I’m kind of impressed by the crypt delving.
Ranger: Thaaaaaaat’s nothin’. (releases loud and unexpected belch)