“Howdy, folks! Mr. Slick can’t answer your call right now, so please leave a message after the tone and this li’l ol’ fella will get back to ya as soon as he can. Hopefully, the whole thing with my lookalike had finally been sorted out! Boy howdy, they didn’t even bother to wear a moustache when they were disguised as this li’l ol’ fella. Still confused why all those folks were eager to go out for coffee with them. Is this planet’s coffee-shops that good? Besides that, everyone’s so eager to buy my goodies and told this li’l ol’ fella he looks better without a moustache. It’s not that bad, is it? Cheers.”

“Hey, Old Man. Bianca here. Knew that fake wasn’t ya the moment the flirtin’ started. Always saw ya as a real gentleman than some sleazeball. Oh, and get rid of that thing. It’s obvious it’s fake. Not the same colour as your fur. See ya.”

“Hi, Bertie. Alma here. Don’t worry, everyone that knows you for more than two days will notice they were not the real deal. That doppelganger didn’t really understand you that well when they imitated you. They thought you used your good looks and flirted to charm people into buying your products. Besides, I find Mr. Slick cute with a moustache. Take care.”

“Hello. This is Bo. I knew something was up the moment the flirting began, especially since you seem to be very clueless when it comes to it. Well, I am still angry about your previous cons. Hope we’ll never meet again.”

“Hey there. Sherry here! I tasted some of the coffee and it was, like, so good! That’s why everyone wanted some when that guy, like, suckily acted like you! Tata!