Geoffrey: Come with me, Master William.
Will: Yo, yo, yo, G. Let me rap to you for a second. All this Master William stuff, I'm not down with that, man. Make it sound like we're back on the plantation, like: ''Massa William! Massa William!'' Let's come up with something better that you could call me.
Geoffrey: What would you prefer?
Will: Check this: ''His Royal Freshness.'' That's dope.
Geoffrey: Master William, walk this way.
Will: [chuckles] No.