*Raph listens as Death narrates the conversation between Sexton and Didi.

Didi: Sexton, is the chemical aftertaste the reason why people eat hot dogs? Or is it some kind of a bonus?

Sexton: look, let's get a few things straight. If I'm going around with you, it's not because I like you or anything. Or because I'm scared of that crazy woman you left in your apartment. It's because I don't have anything else to do tonight and there's no point in going home until dawn. You got that?

Didi: You want the rest of my hot dog? I'm not sure that I can finish it.

Sexton: Look, I don't like you, okay?

Didi: No reason to turn down a perfectly peachy keen half-a-hot dog.

Death: So, where do you think we're going to find a really good party, then?*

So wait a sec. Did you...er...Didi really just shang-hi this kid for?