"If I have to choose one thing to protect against, can you make something that will protect someone against the Thing from the Tower?"

Well, fuck. Near t'spit m'beer back 'nta th'glass, but manage t'swallow. "You been messin' wit' th'psycho monster?" I says t'er, flat out. I don't go no urge t'get mixed up wit'at Seems like a sweet kid'n all, but I got 'nough problems wittim't I don't feel much like addin' t'em, an'I don't got no doubt'e could trace onna m'charms back t'me.