You know it's not his fault. So you gotta figure out something. And not hiding. Less you got an infinite amount of chimichangas coming to us.

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I could make that happen.

If I thought you could we'd already be in bed. Now, c'mon, we're gonna be late. And I'd rather not get a month's worth of detention from that old bat for being late.

Fine...

Geez, you seem even less excited than me. [Hops off the seat.] C'mon, Pumpkin. Looks like today's gonna be fun.