"You have to drain he salt and rocks in soup makes the soup tastes bad, seawater is worde."

'I'm pretty sure seawater isn't meant to be drank, and I don't think all rocks have salt..'

"Exactly my point." the wins say in unison. Then break out into a fight over who stole whose words.

Aurlieus shook his head. 'One day, you guys will fight when you inhale in the same room.'

The can't hear him.

"Can't you boil the hell out of it?" he asked

Still can't hear him.

Aurlieus sighed. 'Ooookay. I need to split this up.' He shoved his way between the two, and pushed them back as he held them apart with his arms. 'Chill, you two.'

"What? Were just letting off some steam."

"We didnt even get to the good ones yet!"

'If you need to let off steam, go do something calmly. Go write poetry or something. You should take the fact that a major killer is telling you to chill.'