Parsley: | Take a look at this, Panschi! This whole patch of ground has turned rock solid. |
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Parsley: | I don't like the look of it at all. |
Panschi: | Well, it ain't no Michelangelo. |
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Parsley: | I'm worried it's
not even a statue, Panschi. Let's take it to the professor! |
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Hayfa: | Hey, pals! I'm cooking some eggs, dah-dah-do you want yours ooh, it's a statue! |
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Hayfa: | Wow, Panschi, it looks just like you. |
Parsley: | Um, That's Lanschi, and we're taking it to Prof. Manatide. |
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Hayfa: | In the name of arts and cah-cah-culture, I presume? Say no more! |
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Parsley: | Um, thanks, Hayfa. |
Hayfa: | Don't thank me! It belongs in a museum. |