So there I was, hanging with my best bud, enjoying life and generally minding my own business, right?
And then this land-creature has the audacity, I tell you, to put their grimy paws into MY pond and grab me. Then they put me in a bowl and traded me off to some other schmuck for the price of a crystal.
A crystal!
One!
Puh-lease. I'm worth at least three times as much. Look, if you're going to get grabby-handed like that, do at least demand a more decent price. Hmph!