[voice; red is Timon, purple is Vyers]
I just want to look at it! Come on! Would you... Just... Stop... Gah! [sound of the journal hitting the floor]
AH HA! Now what are you gonna do? ... hu? THIS is what all that was about? There's nothing even on here! Typical.
Ugh... That is because you navigated away from what I was looking at before. If you would just give it back...!
Are you kidding? Then I'll never get it back! Now there must be some way to get it back to where you were... Ooo, what's this button do?
Do not just start pushing random buttons! Do you even know how to use that journal?
Not a clue.
Then what in the world are you doing?! What if you...? N-Nevermind! Just give it back! [there's a short sound accompanying Vyers' attempt to nab the journal back]
On one condition: You tell me what you were looking at first.
It is a private matter. Now give it back to me at once!
What, were you looking at girls or somethin'?
... Were you?!
DO NOT MISTAKE MY SILENCE FOR A 'YES!'
Well I sure ain't hearin' a 'no'!
That you would insinuate such a thing...! Of course I wasn't! What sort of man do you take me for?!
Trust me, you don't want to know.
Hnnnnnn! Give me the journal back! For such a comment, I at least deserve that!
Only if you say please... And I have the best figure in all Paixao.
...
... Can I at least see what you were looking at?
If you return the journal to me.
I don't believe you.
Then no, you may not see what I was looking at.
Then you can't have it back! ... Wait, is this Laharl's jour-?
Ghhk--! I told you to stop pushing pressing random buttons!! [making another grab for the journal here]
Hey, cut it out! I can't see!
You should not be using it so irresponsibly in the first place!
Oh, and you were? I wasn't aware spying was considered responsible.
Hmph! You simply do not understand my methods.
Right... So, who else have you been spying on?
I have not been "spying" on anyone!
Looks like spying to me.
"Spying" is far too harsh a word.
And what would you call it?
Keeping a close eye on certain individuals.
Yeah, by invading their privacy.
Why are we continuing to talk about this? Give me back the journal.
Not until you say please... Or how stunningly handsome I am.
Either will do.
I will do no such thing!
...
Fine. As I have no other choice, please give me back the journal.
It wasn't that interesting anyway. Just someone's grocery list. They're low on milk, flour and vegetables.
How did you even...? Nevermind.
Now let's see... Where was I?
Spying, remember? ... Wait minute, what's that?
I told you, I was not spying! ...What is what?
That red blinking... Thing. Right there.
This light...? H-HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN RECORDING US?! Where is the delete button?! Where is it?!
Recording? What do you mean... RECORDING?! I-I think it's this one! Wait, no! That one. No! I got it, it's right here.
N-NO! THAT'S NOT--
AH HA! Now what are you gonna do? ... hu? THIS is what all that was about? There's nothing even on here! Typical.
Ugh... That is because you navigated away from what I was looking at before. If you would just give it back...!
Are you kidding? Then I'll never get it back! Now there must be some way to get it back to where you were... Ooo, what's this button do?
Do not just start pushing random buttons! Do you even know how to use that journal?
Not a clue.
Then what in the world are you doing?! What if you...? N-Nevermind! Just give it back! [there's a short sound accompanying Vyers' attempt to nab the journal back]
On one condition: You tell me what you were looking at first.
It is a private matter. Now give it back to me at once!
What, were you looking at girls or somethin'?
... Were you?!
DO NOT MISTAKE MY SILENCE FOR A 'YES!'
Well I sure ain't hearin' a 'no'!
That you would insinuate such a thing...! Of course I wasn't! What sort of man do you take me for?!
Trust me, you don't want to know.
Hnnnnnn! Give me the journal back! For such a comment, I at least deserve that!
Only if you say please... And I have the best figure in all Paixao.
...
... Can I at least see what you were looking at?
If you return the journal to me.
I don't believe you.
Then no, you may not see what I was looking at.
Then you can't have it back! ... Wait, is this Laharl's jour-?
Ghhk--! I told you to stop pushing pressing random buttons!! [making another grab for the journal here]
Hey, cut it out! I can't see!
You should not be using it so irresponsibly in the first place!
Oh, and you were? I wasn't aware spying was considered responsible.
Hmph! You simply do not understand my methods.
Right... So, who else have you been spying on?
I have not been "spying" on anyone!
Looks like spying to me.
"Spying" is far too harsh a word.
And what would you call it?
Keeping a close eye on certain individuals.
Yeah, by invading their privacy.
Why are we continuing to talk about this? Give me back the journal.
Not until you say please... Or how stunningly handsome I am.
Either will do.
I will do no such thing!
...
Fine. As I have no other choice, please give me back the journal.
It wasn't that interesting anyway. Just someone's grocery list. They're low on milk, flour and vegetables.
How did you even...? Nevermind.
Now let's see... Where was I?
Spying, remember? ... Wait minute, what's that?
I told you, I was not spying! ...What is what?
That red blinking... Thing. Right there.
This light...? H-HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN RECORDING US?! Where is the delete button?! Where is it?!
Recording? What do you mean... RECORDING?! I-I think it's this one! Wait, no! That one. No! I got it, it's right here.
N-NO! THAT'S NOT--