"Whoa, whoaaa, motherfuckers..." Gamzee raised his hands placatingly, wiggling his clawed fingers and giving the marijuana leaves on his forearms a hearty shake, "Ain't no motherfuckin' need all to get up in the bad vibes, now. Every no-good noise be all easily motherfuckin' settled by splitting some mother fuckin' pie."

He nodded sagely, looking from Henry to Ginko.

"Or, whatever the fuck it was that was making us so goddamn high. Think it was the pie."

Gamzee you didn't even have any pie.