Inspector Mare: GIMME THAT GOLD DANG SCROLL, or else I’m gonna shove a chocolate banana down your puny throat as your royal last meal!!
Deputy Mare: HEH, and ponies said I’M the scruffiest sourpuss sibling of the pair!
Inspector Mare: I’m sorry, but I’ve been going full-steam all day chasing that stuck-up dog for many miles on end! I know Cloudpuff worked hard to deliver the message for the Queen, but do you expect US to cook up some pricey chow after making US chase that fuzzball ALL the way HERE??!I’m running on fumes here, sister!
Professor: If he wanted a good meal, he could’ve just asked for a ice-cold smoothie from Miss Starscout’s mobile kiosk right then and there on the streets, and save himself AND all of us the energy and time…