Later, at the auction...
IRS: Now on to lot 001, Castle Greyskull. This deluxe four platform, one dungeon, possibly containing mystical secrets habitat is sure to accommodate all your heroing or villaining needs depending on your orientation.
Skeletor: Hmm... how much did I get here, there's a quarter, that'll boost my bidding power substantially...
IRS: I will start the bidding at one cent, do I hear one cent? One cent, a single penny, anyone got a penny for the castle?
Skeletor: Hmm. I have plenty of pennies, but I think I'll let someone else bid first, that way I can bury them with my wealth and crush their dreams! Mwahahaha!
Satan: That's just mean.
IRS: Someone better fucking bid before I poke my skull out at you!
Skeletor: Why are you so angry all the time?
IRS: It's just the way I am. My mom warned me if I kept making these faces it'd stick that way, and dammit she was right.
April: Come on Rat King, you'd love to have a place like that. Imagine all the rodents who?d crawl into your basement.
Rat King: Well it's no sewer, but maybe you?re right. One Penny!
Hulk: I got two pennies, brother.
IRS: Two cents, I have two cents, can I get three, three cents, three fucking cents, who the fuck wants to bid three cents?
Skeletor: Three cents! Mwahahaha!
Hulk: Damn, too rich for my blood, dude.