"What?" He said flatly, frowning. He ran a half circle around Sans, fast enough to cause a gust and disturb some of the crew in the room nearby. Peter ignored their protests, stopping dead back in front of Sans. He leaned forward again and burst out laughing.

"Oh my god, so damn cocky! Cool, cool. You know what? I'm going to believe it. What's going to top a talking skeleton? Wait! You said you had a brother. Two talking skeletons."