Vaggie: Go to your room!
Angel Dust: That’s not fair
Vaggie: Do as I say!
Angel Dust: You never send Baxter to his room when he’s in trouble
Vaggie: Baxter never leaves his room. If he was in trouble I’d make him sit in the living room or talk to other human beings.
Baxter, from his lab: I CAN HEAR YOU
Vaggie: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous.
Charlie: What if I bite it and it dies?
Sir Pentious: That means you’re venomous.
Charlie: What if it bites itself and I die?
Alastor: That’s voodoo.
Charlie: What if it bites me and someone else dies?
Baxter: That’s correlation, not causation.
Charlie: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?
Angel Dust: That’s kinky.
