"I think he's saying 'So, when is the cake arriving?" Blossom whispered. "Oooooh, delicious," murmured Bubbles gleefully. "I say one of us will haveta trail him if he leaves," whispered Buttercup. "I think I'll stick around, so one of you will have to do it," muttered Blossom. "I'll just choose one of you." She looked at her sisters. "I choose."

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