An excited Imp runs into the store, flailing and waving.

"Guimpdo! Gimpno!! Guess what handsome devil has been asked to call duels in the RDI?!!" Imp asks his assistants-cousins-brainless-sidekicks.

"uh....Azjah' She's very purty," says Guimpdo.

"Yeah, she's a hottie. Especially when she stands like so," Gimpno puckers up and strikes a funny female pose.

"No, you dingbats! Me!!" The Imp jump on the counter, arms akimbo. "I will be there to represent the Duels! I will be an ambassador! I will explore and conquer all the new babe-alities waiting for me in this Undiscovered Country!!" His voice echoes.

"I thought you were just gonna go call duels," asks a confused Gimpno.

Imp ignores it and continues his overly dramatic scene. "Those chicks will take one look at my Impishness and the Inn will never be the same!! First the Inn, next the world!!!" The Imp cackles madly.

Imp notices that Guimpdo and Gimpno are looking at him with that vacant look in their eyes that tells him they have absolutely no idea what he's talking about.

"Right," says the Imp waking up from his reverie. "Let's finish stocking up the store."