Doryan: What's up with your cape?
Sharkey: Lovely, isn't? I borrowed it from a cult-
Doryan: Why does it fold like that? Every step you take, it folds all weird.
Sharkey: Oh. I dunno! Too much starch, maybe?
Doryan: What does your diet have anything to do with it? And your tail!
Sharkey: No no, dearest Doryan, see when you press- wait, what?
Doryan: Look at it! Every step you take, it vanishes into your pants!
Sharkey: Well, I can't exactly look at it that easily, it's my tail!
Doryan: It's not just your tail though, your entire lower back above your waist keeps popping out. Sharkey, is that a glamour?
Sharkey: Yes, I do look rather nice do I?
Doryan: No, you creep! You're wearing an illusion right now!
Sharkey: What? No! No, no, no. No. No.
Doryan: Are you kidding me? Out in public, in the middle of Lion's Arch!?
Sharkey: Its ok, I'm a mesmer! I got this!
Doryan: I don't care! Smodur's right eye, are you wearing anything right now?
Sharkey: Of course I am! Watch!
Crowded street of onlookers: *gasp*
Doryan: SHARKEY WHAT IN THE REALM OF TORMENT!?
Sharkey: See? The cape's real.
Doryan: The cape was all that was real! Put that illusion back on, right now!
Sharkey: Oh, come on, first you're creeped out about it, now you want it back on? Make up your mind!
Doryan: The guards are coming!
Sharkey: I'm just saying, if you'd be a little more conscious of a mesmer's magic and their capabilities then-
Sharkey: All right, all right! Sheesh.