Carnivorous? Clawhauser, why would a cabinet be carnivorous?
No clue, and could you keep it down, Hopps? I've got a headache.
Ben, Carina's whining 'cause she can't find the vodka.
Potatoes have been moved to the cellar for reasons quite beyond me. Your welcome!
Missing vodka, and you tell him where the potatoes are kept. And this makes sense, how? Also, how many mammals live here, exactly?
Potatoes so they can make more and only three permanent residents. The rest come and go as they please.
Hey, Storm.
Hello, Judy, Nick. What are you two doing here?
Looking for Anastasiya. Have you seen her?
No, I'm afraid not. You could search the house, though I would recommend staying away from the second floor drawing room; no one's fed it today.
Fed it?!
Hopps! Volume!
Oh, right, the headache. Perhaps that's where Carina's vodka went.
Said over gagging noises: No, the vodka left with my sister. Janie mistook Ben for a spider earlier and got him with a baseball bat. And Benjamin, stop that. It's disgusting.
A baseball bat.
Mmhmm. An aluminum one to boot.
Ah.