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"Well, shoot." Asmo laid his head on the table. "So no spankings?"
Asmo rolled himself onto the jail space. "Hi, felon!"
"Yeah, it better."
"...maybe."
"Different kinda piercing."
"Whoa..." his eyes widened. "That's a long birth."
"Yes, yes I do."
"Huh? I..." he paused. "No?"
"You're just visiting, dear."
"Eh, kinda." Asmo rolled his way onto Go.
"Aww. That's not as legally questionable."
"Never thought it was. I assumed griffon butt."
Asmo rolled himself onto community chest and got himself the other get out of jail card. "Sexy."
"Yeah, I can." He was thinking random thoughts, like, "I wonder what Maya's smoked today."
"Sure wish I had Dusty powers so I knew what you kids were talking about."
"Not bad. Nice and bloody."
"Gotta spend money to make money!" Asmo rolled and landed just before the go to jail space. "Except now."
"Yeah, sure." Asmo leaned forward and took a small bite from the opposite end of the burger.
"Hey. Better than Az dragging ponies to spoopy spary Tartarus."
Asmo rolled his way onto the nearest railroad and bought it. "Hail capitalism!"