Baphomet: Stop looking at me, eye!
Eye: I’m fascinated with you. Your piercing eyes, your beard, the pentagram on your forehead-
Baphomet: Damnit, eye! You’re making Bappy very self-conscious!
Eye: I can’t help staring at you! You seem to be the goat god manifestation of something-
Eye: Yes! Satan! That’s it! I knew I recognized you from somewhere!
Baphomet: You are really making me uncomfortable. Can you please stare at the skull instead? He’s dead, so he can’t be self-conscious-
Skull: How dare you, Bappy! We skeletons are known for our self-consciousness! We have a long history of being painfully self-aware!
Baphomet: Worst. Triangle. Ever.