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Trudy: Hello, Reeves.
Reeves: Ah, Miss Trudy. I trust I should break out your old whips and chains from storage?

Trudy: Not yet. What's this about ANOTHER guest room?
Mrs. Glowerhausen: You're not the only freeloader mooching off me today.

Trudy: What's that smell? I haven't smelled that in years, and even then it was only when I got a visit from--
Mr. Glowerhausen [[out of frame]]: MOONBEAM!

Trudy: DADDY?!?
Mr. Glowerhausen: Moonbeam, my child! My horoscope told me to expect joy in frumpy clothes today!