Ashton: What’s that? Did we get mail?
Newton: I think someone sent me a Valentine’s Day gift.
Ashton: How do you know it’s for you?
Newton: Well of COURSE it’s for me. If someone was going to mail a mouse holding a heart, who else would they send it to around here?
Newton: It smells like it’s for me, too.
Ashton: It’s for me smells like chicken. Does it smell like chicken? Breakfast was hours ago. I could use some chicken.
Newton: It smells like mouse. Let me just get up here and…
Ashton: This isn’t going to end well. I don’t want to be here to get blamed, especially if there’s no chicken.
Newton: Now it’s just you and me, little mouse. Come on out.
Newton: Little mouse?
Newton: Come back! I wasn’t going to eat you. I just wanted a kiss!
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