GRUNION: Something Mom left sittin on the counter.
GIBBY: Does she know you have it?
GRUNION: Dunno. Whatever.
GIBBY: I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to have that.
GRUNION: Don't worry about it. Shut up and change the channel to Thomas the Train.
GIBBY: Why don't you give me the cone and we'll pretend this didn't happen, okay?
GRUNION: Why don't you shut your trap and change the channel like I said and while you do that I'll just jump up and down and see how fast I can talk and grind my teeth together and try to vibrate my eyeballs until they spin around in a circle.
GIBBY: Allright, it's obvious you're overloaded on sugar. Give me the cone.
GRUNION: Rapppapapapapapwowowowowowowowoo!
GIBBY: What happened to your pants?
GRUNION: Huh? Whoa! Didn't even notice they were gone. This is good cone, man!
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