Wiggler murmured as she had her upper arms folded, looking up at the giant maple oak trees, her lower arms on her hips. "You know, I always wonder..."

Toadette blinked as she sipped some of her lemonade, turning her head to Wiggler. "What's up, Wiggy?"

Wiggler turned to Toadette, moving her lower arms about. "What do you think lives inside these trees besides my kind?"

Toadette rolled her right hand as she counted. "Well,there's squirrels, there's birds... and then there's spiders..." She trembled as she closed her eyes. "Eugh... I feel damp in my undies every time I think about it..."

Wiggler patted Toadette on the head with her left upper hand, trying to comfort her. "Well, if it's any conscious, spiders aren't so bad." She stated as she looked down at Toadette.