"But, my Tallest, you can't send me back to Foodcourtia! I'm here to invade Earth! What about Operation Impending Doom II?"
"Yeah… We'll get back on you on that… See you at the Foodening!"
"Nooo! Gir! Come here!"
"Yes, my lord!"
"Go get that Dib kid. I need his help to infiltrate the Irk. Soon, I will rule the Irken planet!"
"Buuuuuttttt… You're short. You can't be a Tallest One!"
"Gah! Just go get the Dib!"
Gir smiled and walked out of the room. "And don't let anything distract you on the way there!" Zim called out behind him. Gir went up the elevator to the main base floor and put on his dog suit. Then, he looked at the TV. It was off. He went to the kitchen and looked around for something to eat.
20 minutes later, Zim returned to the main base floor. "Gir! Ughh where is that stupid robot? GIR! Ahhh! What are you DOing?!"
"Eatin'."
"WHAT?! This is no time for your 'eating!' You've got work to do? Agh, disGUSTing!"
"Want some?"
"Want?! Want WHAT?!"
"I made fried CHikken!!"
"Gir, I have no time for you and your 'fried cheeken.' Just forget it. I'll get the Dib human."