"What in the name of Bastet* is that rank odour coming off you, Alex?"
"Pffft. I smell like a daisy!"
"Yeah, a daisy that was removed from the maggot-infested stomach of a rotting, liquified skunk corpse!"
"Pffft! My breath and I are minty-fresh. See? SMELL!"
"Mother of Mackerel!"
"What? What now, Emily? Can't you see I'm trying to nap here?"
"I detect undertones of dog!"
"What? You most assuredly do not! I am utterly insulted."
*Feline cat goddess