"That was a great party," Culver says.
"I can't remember the last time I had that kind of fun," Sig Mandrake responds.
"We didn't get anything ready before the party started though."
"And I couldn't even keep the turtles in their bag."
"Little beasts kept trying to bite my toes," Culver says.
"They probably knew you were the one that wanted me to cook them."
"I wonder if Artie is really going to keep all of them at his house. I hope he has a good pair of boots."
"He seemed to be serious," Sig says. "He had us help him move them all and even kept talking about building them a home."
"That sounds like it's going to make a horrible mess."
"The little guys at least seemed like they were having fun running around the house. They were so tired when we got them to Artie's house they just fell asleep."
"I hope the mayor doesn't find out about it and force him to let them go," Culver says. "That would be horrible given how happy he was when he saw them."
"I doubt it. If that old lady is allowed to keep all those cats in the middle of town they can't really complain about a few turtles."
"If anyone says something we'll put them in their place."
"You know it may sound crazy," Sig says "but I could swear I saw someone in a skeleton costume at the party."
"What are you talking about? No one was dressed like that."
"I know but I can't help but feel I saw someone like that playing with the turtles."
"How many drinks did you have at the party anyway?" Culver asks laughing.
"Maybe more than I should have. I mean we didn't have much to eat so I probably got drunk quick."
"I'll have to watch you in the future to make sure you don't start seeing things again. On the subject of food let's get something to eat."