Ashton: This is NOT funny. I know chicken when I see it, and this isn’t it.
Pierre: Send it over here, Ashton. It may not be real chicken, but it’s real catnip, and that’s good enough for me.
Newton: I can smell that catnip all the way over here. Do you want to share that?
Pierre: * sigh * Not really. But I have a feeling you aren’t going to give me much choice.
Newton: This is catnip, kid. The good stuff.
Cupcake: * sniff * What’s so good about this, Mr. Newton? I can’t eat it. Besides, it’s covered in drool already.
Cupcake: I’m going to go find one of my springs.
Newton: You try to teach a kid about the finer things in life, and this is what happens…