“See, begging is ok; foraging is not!”
“That’s the line, sorry.”
“Wait, can we imagine Patrick cooking?”
“How many firefighters do we have in town?”
“Not enough.”
“Odd or even?”
“Odd.”
“…That’s a triceratops.”
“Have you heard from the other two?”
“…No. Nobody else is awake. It’s early.”
“Oh! Right. You guys don’t live on a farm.”
“He got dressed this morning.”
“Did he?”
“Yes, because otherwise that’s REALLY WEIRD.”
“It didn’t look like it was ransacked – “
“Well, that was earlier. She did say to search the farm…”
“I mean, hey, the good news is, if my aunt’s caught in the orgy machine, it’s probably not her this time.”
“Can we stop using that word?”
“And it’s here, off this road, blahblahblah, and we will apologize for stealing the car later. Click.”
“You didn’t even make a thief and you’ve very successfully picked a lock.”
“So it’s like… the Scandinavian version of Burning Man?”
“…I like the way he thinks Asimov has anything to do with these robots.”