"The... Bible? Are you fucking kidding me? Clearly, YOU should talk to me about the bible, you little freak, when you look just like a fucking blue devil! What does your Bible say about that, huh?!" Frederick ranted, his voice taking on a shrill edge of anger when confronted with such stubborn arrogance. "You make sure you go around stoning all these girls here who are having sex out of wedlock, like a good Christian, eh? That's what the Bible says to do!"
Frederick was relentless. He was on a mission, and poor Kurt had become the recipient of his wrath. "Hey, how's this for a bible quote? Fuck, I'm so glad I memorized this one, since you guys like Leviticus so much. Check it: Your male and female slaves are to come from the nations around you; from them you may buy slaves. You may also buy some of the temporary residents living among you and members of their clans born in your country, and they will become your property." He took a deep breath, choking on his own anger and followed Kurt to the very door, but didn't follow him inside. Let this be enough, he thought as he called after him. "What do you think, huh? Maybe I'll buy your stupid ass! Your Bible says I can. Leviticus 25: 44-45! Look it up!"