T-Rex: My new catchphrase? I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED.
T-Rex: "Check and mate, hot stuff!"
T-Rex: It works for EVERY SITUATION. Did I just sign a really favourable business deal? IT WORKS. Did I just eat an especially spicy meal? IT WORKS. Did I just defeat someone who I find very attractive at chess? IT ACTUALLY ESPECIALLY WORKS THEN.
Utahraptor: Oh no, but it conflicts with MY new catch phrase: "Mate in nine, hot stuff".
T-Rex: WHAT.
T-Rex: That's the exact same catch phrase! In fact, yours is actually BETTER since it suggests your giant brain can foresee an inevitable upcoming FUTURE check!
Utahraptor: Thank you.
Narrator: THUS BEGAN THE WAR OF RHETORICAL MATE INFLATION:
T-Rex: Mate in fifteen, hot stuff!
Off panel: Mate in TWENTY, hot stuff!
T-Rex: MATE IN INFINITY PLUS ONE, HOT STUFF, AND I'M GOING HOME TO SEE IF ANY OF THIS IS ACTUALLY LEGAL
