T-Rex: Everyone! A new dude has moved in down the street from me!

T-Rex: And I'm PRETTY SURE he's a spy??

Dromiceiomimus: Why? What, does he dress all in black and prank another spy dressed all in white?
T-Rex: NOTHING SO GAUCHE. But check this: he speaks seven different languages, he's really handsome, he wears suits, and I'm pretty sure he knows a lot about guns AND documents. I asked him what his favourite type of document was and I could tell he SO wanted to say "Stole-- I mean, no preference".

Utahraptor: Maybe he's just a sartorialist polyglot?
T-Rex: A spy, yeah!

Utahraptor: No, maybe he's just a guy who dresses well and speaks many languages. A well-educated, confident man. You know... THE KIND OF GUY YOU WISH YOU WERE??
T-Rex: ...Oh my god you're right. Oh my god. You're totally right.
T-Rex: HE'S ME FROM THE FUTURE.

Off panel: You ignored my awesome sick burn and in doing so transformed it into... the setup for a time-travelling adventure? I gotta say, I'm impressed!
T-Rex: Hah hah hah!
T-Rex: My ultimate faith in our friendship has paid off YET AGAIN!!