Parsley: | Quick, hurry up! |
Lanschi: | I'm trying! I'm no sorcerer's apprentice! |
--- |
Lanschi: | There! Instant monster flower, just add water! |
--- |
Lanschi: | Eep! |
--- |
Plunt: | Look who it is. Did you really think I wouldn't come back? |
--- |
Lanschi: | Parsley, do the shin thing again! |
Parsley: | I can't! He's wearing shinguards! |
--- |
Plunt: | Face it, vertebrates, there's no way out! The only thing that can save
you now is your own monster plant sprouting right behind me, about to go berserk. |
--- |
Plunt: | Hmm... Come to think of it, that's an oddly specific proposition. |