Marshall Lee: Follow my lead
Fionna: Hey!
Marshall: Good little girl, always picking a fight with me.
You know that I’m bad, but you’re spending the night with me.
What do you want from my world? You’re a good little girl.
Fionna: Bad little boy, that’s what you’re acting like.
I really don’t buy that you’re that kind of guy.
And if you are…
Why do you want to hang out with me?
Marshall Lee: -hisses and chuckles-
Marshall Lee: Don’t you know I’m a
villain?
Every night I’m out killin’, sendin’ everyone runnin’ like children.
I know why you’re mad at me.
I’ve got demon eyes and they’re lookin’ right through your anatomy, into your deepest fears.
Baby, I’m not from here.
I’m from the Nightosphere.
To me you’re clear, transparent.
You’ve got a thing for me girl.
It’s apparent.
Cake: OH OH! I got a hot potata!
And I got two hot tomata's!
That make a good sauce maybe, so i'll
shake my bottle baby.
I'll shake it and shake it and shake it and shake it and shake it all over.
Fionna: You know you're not so bad.
Marshall Lee: Not so bad? I'm the son of a demon and the vampire king...
That's not something I have to try at.
You on the other hand..
Cake: The table! For as long as I am able.
Fionna: I'm not trying to be bad.
I'm hanging out with you because you're my friend.
Marshall Lee: What, like him?
Marshall Lee: Follow my lead
Fionna: Hey!
Marshall: Good little girl, always picking a fight with me.
You know that I’m bad, but you’re spending the night with me.
What do you want from my world? You’re a good little girl.
Fionna: Bad little boy, that’s what you’re acting like.
I really don’t buy that you’re that kind of guy.
And if you are…
Why do you want to hang out with me?
Marshall Lee: -hisses and chuckles-
Marshall Lee: Don’t you know I’m a
злодей?
Every night I’m out killin’, sendin’ everyone runnin’ like children.
I know why you’re mad at me.
I’ve got demon eyes and they’re lookin’ right through your anatomy, into your deepest fears.
Baby, I’m not from here.
I’m from the Nightosphere.
To me you’re clear, transparent.
You’ve got a thing for me girl.
It’s apparent.
Cake: OH OH! I got a hot potata!
And I got two hot tomata's!
That make a good sauce maybe, so i'll
shake my bottle baby.
I'll shake it and shake it and shake it and shake it and shake it all over.
Fionna: You know you're not so bad.
Marshall Lee: Not so bad? I'm the son of a demon and the vampire king...
That's not something I have to try at.
You on the other hand..
Cake: The table! For as long as I am able.
Fionna: I'm not trying to be bad.
I'm hanging out with you because you're my friend.
Marshall Lee: What, like him?
