Gaston: My name is Sir Gaston, and I'm here to rescue--
Belle: Hey bro. 'Sup?
Gaston: I-- Belle? What are you-- I'm here to save you. This is a rescue mission.
Belle: And you're doing a splendid job of it. Marching all the way up here with your flimsy little sword and no armor whatsoever. Bravo, man. Well done.
Gaston: ...I sense sarcasm.
Belle: It's been months, yo. Rescue brigade's a little late, and the Dark Castle's pretty chill.
Gaston: You--
Belle: Au revoir, motherfucker.