Cam just STAAAARED at the girl for a while before looking back at Bunbury. DISTINKIFYYYY??? HIM?! NO NO NOOOO. What he had on him right now was pure man scent. Or well. Puuuure nature scent. He had nothing wrong with it. There was something wrong with girls and their... ways of living. "I aaaaain't need of 'em distinkifyin', I'm goooood as it is," he said with a VERY firm nod.

Now he expected Bunbury not to well, ya know... actually doooo it. RIGHT? But NOOOO she had to doooo it. "Oiiiiiiii I smell..." he sniffed "I smell... liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaccccc," he said dreamily.

It smelled like that woman from Diagon Alley. So Cam started sniffin' himself see, sniffin' his hands, his pits, everythin' to see if it was PERMANENT.

He was just about to follow Satine in the office but whatwhatWHAT? Cam smirked back, ya know, some smirk challenge and he was aiming to wiiiinnnnnn. "Reaaaaaalllyyyyy?" he said with a tone in his voice, almost similar to hers. He could be a better BUNZZ than Bunbury. All formal-like. All ADULT-like.

"Well miss... Miss Too...tooo..." What was her last name again? "Well Celaaaaaaaa was LYYYYYYIN'!!1" RIGHT? RIGHT. But oh. OHHH. So mean MEAN Bunbury was turning him her enemy now... RIGHT AFTER HE GAVE HER POOP! Threatening him with the pig-like features made him go boomboom.

"I... found it. Ifoundittt when I was campin' over the summer. It's a long story and... and you wouldn't be interested in it, anyways." Hmpph.