[Eridan rolls his eyes at her dismissal. It's so easy to cast off the woes of the mighty, when they're so difficult to comprehend. He can't truly fault the biologically inferior, after all.]

Eh, I ain't too worried about that shit. Ain't like I'm hurtin' for beetles. [what] Besides, I got no interest in someone's sloppy seconds.

[That's not quite...]

You gonna giwe me your name, or you gonna play the mysterious card, 'cos I'll hawe you know, that shit ain't cute. Newer been, newer will be.