PROMPT 1:

As the afternoon fell on the Manhattan locker room and a lack of relevant subjects appeared.

Harrier: How would I scheme a marriage? Well, Carrigan, that's a rather curious question from yourself - should I assume that this is something that you're interested in?
Carrigan: ...Why are you asking that to me? I only asked if you've watched the last chapter of - ACK!

Harrier pulled him close over the neck, grinning.

Harrier: I need someone to play this off of and I'm not quite familiar with the rest of the team yet. And the one prompt Thun chose is the silly one, so you know I can't have a media piece about it or they'll rescind his writing license.
Carrigan: Oh, that would be pretty bad.
Harrier: And he still needs to start the first chapter on that Mortal Kombat fanfiction where everyone just happens to live in a Hong Kong-inspired setting.
Carrigan: Ah, I gotcha. So... uh... what did you ask again?
Harrier: Well, just imagine it if you're not following the plot. First of all, I'd have dragons bring everyone.
Carrigan: ...The Calgary ones?
Harrier: No, that would be too straining on the poor guys. I meant actual dragons.
Carrigan: Oh, wow. So you know real dragons?
Harrier: Grandpa does. Remember? Demon hunter extraordinaire?
Carrigan: I thought your grandfather played the banjo...
Harrier: He does and that's how he fought demons and met dragons. I'd have some of those bring everyone to a chapel on the top of a hill. Like... the Himalayas or something.
Carrigan: Think they'd just freeze to death, man.
Harrier: Psh, nonsense. I'd have elves play the band and imps would tend the tables... And then-
Carrigan: I don't think that's a normal marriage, Harrier.
Harrier: I'm involved so it ain't a normal marriage.
Carrigan: Oh, so you're hooking up-
Harrier: Not me, someone. Hell, it could even be you!
Carrigan: I'd rather not marry at the Himalayas...
Harrier: Must you not be fun? C'mon! I haven't even mentioned the long dragon bringing the priest yet...
Carrigan: Yeah, I gotta go, Tony...