- [Guy and EB are fleeing the giroosters]
- E.B.: You must have done something cool in your really long life.
- Guy: Not me! My inventions always blow up, your mom hates me, and I'm an aspiring Paint Watcher!
- [He slips, stumbles and continues running]
- Guy: See? They are better than me!
- E.B.: You're never gonna impress them with that attitu-
- [a girooster grabs her from behind]
- E.B.: Help!
- [the other giroosters stop chasing Guy and head over to EB]
- Guy: No, here, here! Over here!
- [the giroosters don't listen]
- Guy: Chew me! Chew me! I'm the least impressive!
- [the other giroosters snap at EB, but the one holding her makes it known that she's his alone]
- Guy: Oh-h-h, what gives you the right to judge us anyways? I mean, look at you!
- [the girooster holding EB turns his attention to Guy]
- Guy: You haven't even evolved as a species, and you think you're better than us?
- [the other giroosters start looking at Guy as well]
- Guy: You still live in a shabby nest made of mud and leaves and, phew, who knows what else. And I mean, you seem to have a... a remedial semblance of a social order, but you're hardly civilized. I mean, have you even developed an alphabet?
- [the middle girooster's mohawk flops back into a shaggy mane]
- E.B.: Keep doing that!
- [the giroosters growl at her to shut up]
- Guy: [perplexed] Keep doing what?
- E.B.: Whatever that is, keep doing it!
- [Guy ponders what EB just said. The giroosters, holding EB's arms, close in on her slowly. Finally it dawns on Guy that she wants him to complain more]
- Guy: [to the giroosters] Seriously, what have you done with your lives?
- [the giroosters flanking the one holding EB turn away suddenly]
- Guy: I mean, I hear you're decent bubble blowers... But honestly, guys... blowing bubbles is no big whoop.
- [the giroosters all cringe]
- Guy: I'd treat her nicely if I were you.
- [the giroosters cringe further]
- E.B.: [to the giroosters] Hi.
- Guy: [to the giroosters] She's the smartest kid I know. A wizard of manipulation.
- [EB, flattered by Guy's comment, gives the giroosters a knowing smirk]
- Guy: And completely self motivated. All the ingredients for a bright, successful future, if channeled properly.
- E.B.: Boom! That was a status bomb, suckers!
- [the giroosters let go of EB]
- Guy: Hand over the beans.
- E.B.: If you want my mom to like you, you have to do what I say. I'm the gatekeeper.
- Guy: [sighing] Fine. You're the gatekeeper.
- E.B.: Now how about a piggyback?
- [the ground suddenly gives way beneath EB, to a twisting cascade of water, which the girl slides down]
- Guy: Oh, no.
- [the ground gives way beneath Guy as well. EB zooms down as if on a water slide, while Guy tumbles from rock to rock, until they land in a puddle at the base of the slope]
- Michellee: What sort of thing do you like to eat?
- Sam: Excellent quest-i-on. Green eggs and ham. It's the dish that cannot mish.
- Michellee: I'm vegan.
- Sam: Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize.
- [He sympathetically takes Michellee's hand]
- Sam: How long have you known?
- Michellee: [laughing lightly] No, no, I'm not ill. I just don't eat things like eggs and ham.
- Sam: So, Guy tells me you're a bean counter. Fascinating. Tell me absolutely everything there is to know, starting right now.
- [He grabs a chair and sits on it]
- Michellee: Well, it was a very interesting job, and I've been doing it for eleven...
- [Sam starts to nod off, then jolts awake]
- Michellee: No, no, actually, 11.5 years now. I began as a number cruncher...
- [Sam pours a cup of coffee and takes a sip, but it fails to keep him awake and he drifts off again]
- Michellee: And I cut my teeth on the soft numbers before they got crunchier.
- [Sam pours coffee onto his eyes]
- Michellee: Anyway, after that I climbed the corporate ladder, one rung at a time. The first rung was kind of slippery.
- [Sam does jumping jacks, but is on the verge of falling asleep yet again and falls off the chair, down the back of the couch]
- Sam: I'm awake!