Well, that was okay. The stabbing could be kind of fun.

But mess with a man's hamster, and, hoo boy. The dragon dung would really hit the gnomish invention propellers, then.

But! There was victory at last! Minsc, never one to be very good at masking his feelings, held a fist aloft in triumph. "Excellent! Then when thou are finished with your work, we shall off on the grand adventure to the fair castle, my lady!"