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Persephone: On the thirty-second day of christmas, Fred pulled from the dumpster...
Ki: Persephone, you DO know there's only twelve "days of christmas", right?

Persephone: I know, but then the song would be over too quickly.
Ki: If you start singing "A hundred bottles of beer"...

Persephone: Fred and I don't like beer. Alcohol kind of dissolves us...
Nick: That's okay. We're finally here!

Ki: Initiate panic mode. You could have at least given me a little WARNING.
Nick: Can you extract your claws from my knee, please?