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Fred: It's been hours since Persephone fell down the drain. I'm getting worried about her...
Fooker: We've done all we can do here, Fred. I'm heading to the sewage treatment plant now to look there.

Fred: And if she's not there? She's never left the apartment before. She'll never find her way back alone...
Fooker: Don't worry, Fred. I'm sure she's okay. What's the worst thing that could happen?

Fred (whisper): THAT'S the worst think that could happen...
Trudy: Hi, Fooker! I've got a slime mold to pick with you...