[Pete is building a barbecue out of bricks in the backyard]
Peg Pete: [singsongy] Oh, Pudgie-poo!
Pete: Over here, Shnookums!
[Peg enters the backyard holding a coffee mug]
Peg Pete: [in awe; at Pete's barbecue] Oh, my! It looks wonderful! Is it that pottery kiln you promised me?
Pete: No, it's a barbecue! This baby will roast an ostrich!
Peg Pete: Oh, then. I better get some food ready. Oh, here. Try this.
[Peg gives Pete the coffee mug she was holding]
Pete: Thanks, Pookey.
[Pete grabs the mug and takes a sip of the coffee; he spits it out]
Peg Pete: Do you like it?
Pete: [lisping] Yes! What is this stuff?
Peg Pete: Tasmanian tar roast coffee. It was on sale so I bought 50 pounds!
[Peg goes back inside]
Peg Pete: [the coffee burns a hole in the mug and lands on the grass destroying the soil]
Pete: Yuck!
[Pete sees that the mug is shattering]
Pete: [to himself] Hmm. Maybe I could use it for charcoal lighter.