"And how did YOU enter the conversation?"
Naku asks, raising a fairly mega-serious eyebrow at Chez.
"But no.
I'm not wearing it. End of story. I'm not wearing it, and I'm not fighting her every time I decide to take off for even a few hours.
I'm tired of this: Ashtrek, I have put up with this from you for this long, and now, after you've nearly caused more fights than you've avoided, after several arguments with me about, well, most everything, and after you've scared people away: I have to ask you to either stop, or I'm going to have to fire you."
Well, Naku's original plan was to deal with all this from Ashtrek, then ask for ownership back afterwards, so Ashtrek didn't get it (as it's not Naku's at the moment), but that sorta got shot painfully.
"Seriously, Strahd. It's me. 'Dancer shoopapoof'd me, I'll be back to myself soon. Promise."
This goes for Fade, too.