T-Rex: You know what? FINE. I'll be the guy they find dead in front of his TV ten years later. It actually sounds kinda awesome, and as the saying goes, "If you can't beat 'em, then you might as well die alone in front of a television set"!
T-Rex: Pretty sure that's how the saying goes!
Dromiceiomimus: How are you going to pull this off, T-Rex?
T-Rex: It's surprisingly easy! Automatic payments for rent and utilities, a timer to turn the lights and TV on and off each day, and a robot vacuum that'll push any new mail away from my mail slot so it won't pile up! And my neighbours won't miss me, because I'll tell them this is but one of the MANY homes I keep.
Utahraptor: Okay, but what about emails and other online communication?
T-Rex: No problem!
T-Rex: I'll be OLD, Utahraptor. The Eliza bot I'll hook up to my email should be at least as lucid as I'll be by then! People will get her responses and say "Huh! T-Rex sure has gotten good at responding to certain key phrases in my emails!"
Utahraptor: I already say that.
T-Rex: Super!
Narrator: LATER: TESTING OUT THE ELIZA BOT!
T-Rex: Alright! "T-Rex, how are you? From Utahraptor."
Off panel: 〚small〛 "UTAHRAPTOR IT HAS BEEN TOO LONG. I AM DEFINITELY STILL ALIVE. LOL. IS YOUR MOTHER STILL WORKING AT THE LIBRARY?"
T-Rex: That, um, worked surprisingly okay!
