Cupcake: Whatcha doing, Mr. Newton?
Newton: Checking out this bed.
Cupcake: I’m not sure you’ll fit in there. The humans said it was for me, and I’m smaller than you.
Newton: If I’m in it, it’s mine. And I’m going in right now.
Cupcake: Your glorious tail isn’t in.
Newton: Hold your spots, kid. I’m still working on it.
Cupcake: It looks like you broke it. I think your big–
Newton: Don’t even say it. I’m in. This is my cupcake now.
Cupcake: I better not stand over there. He’ll find a way to blame me for breaking it.
Cupcake: Really, Mr. Newton. I don’t think that’s how it’s supposed to work.
Newton: This is exactly how it is supposed to work. Why don’t you go find Ashton? I heard she had chicken.
Cupcake: She does?! I’ll be right back after I get Ashton to share.
Newton: Is she gone?
Newton: It worked! Now I get to have my cupcake all to myself.