"Oh, someone will get pretty mad," Sloth said, feeling a buzz of pleasure at being able to cause a little trouble. Greed would be easy to handle. Envy, on the other hand...
The beer went down excellently with the pizza. Sloth sat back so she was leaning against Digger, using a broken spring as an excuse. "I was going to say, how did Chance make you look toad-like to my sister? You don't look very amphibious to me." She gave him a little nudge.