"Oh, my God!  Oz!  I can't believe you."

"Eww, how could you?"

"That's wicked disgusting."

"Really, lad, could you take it someplace else?"

"But, but.  Alright, let me get my clothes."

-Later-

"Heard what you were doing in the cage Oz."

"Don't want to talk about it."

"No, I think you need to talk.  I understand, man.  I've been there."

"You can't. _Faith_ called me disgusting."

"No, seriously.  I understand.  They're just in shock.  They'll get
over it.  It's just so different from your normal self.  Me, they expect it of."

"That's comforting."

"So, Oz, was it a Dolly Parton or an Alan Jackson tape that got you kicked out?"

Slayerettes wrinkled their noses at Oz's thing.