Season 3 actually ISN'T over yet.. One last episode..

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Glaze: Here's your stuff (hands over a bag of weed).

Saten: Thanks Mrs WoodenToaster, wanna smoke it with me?

Glaze: No thanks, I don't smoke that stuff anymore.. This isn't high school.

Saten: Maybe not to YOU.

Glaze: Whatever.. Usual price.. $280.

Saten: Sure, here (hands her the money).

Glaze: Thank yo-.. This is 2 dollars!

Saten: I'm a little low on cash, okay.

Glaze: Low on cash!?.. What, did you spend it all beer again?

Saten: No.. I realized.. If there's the risk of becoming my father.. It's probably time to stop drinking.

Glaze: Ahh... Some could say that day came and went after you gave yourself that drunken haircut.. But still, long time coming.. But anyway.. I'm sorry, but you how it goes.. No weed, till I get my money.

Saten: Oh come on.. Can't it just be free.. For old times sake.

Glaze: Old times?.. You haven't seen me for 9 years, and now I lost my singing job cause off you appearing out of the blue.. I'm a little on edge Saten.

Saten: It's okay.. I'll just rob it out of somebody.. I'm a real professional at it.

Random pony walks by.

Saten: (menicingly raises fist at the pony) GIVE ME YOUR MO-

Pony: AHHH (punches Saten, breaking his nose, before running off).

Saten; (screams in agony).

Glaze: (Sarcastically) Yes. your a REAL export.

Saten: Oh shut up.. Just cause you got hotter over the years, doesn't mean you can boss me around.

Glaze: You owe me money.. I kinda can.

Saten: Whatever.. It can't be THAT hard to get money around here.

Glaze: Well.. I'll be waiting.. I guess.