"Someone stole my credic card!" Heffer exclaimed as he ran into the living room of Rocko's home, his eyes blood shot.
Rocko and Filbert glanced at each other as they blinked, turning back to Heffer.
"You don't have a credit card, you stupid fat cow." Filbert replied as he sipped some of his coffee, groaning as he closed his eyes. "Ugh, my head. This coffee is making me feel a bit sick."
"Now just calm down, Filbert, I'm sure it's not the coffee that's the problem," Rocko responded as he wrapped his right arm around Filbert.
But Filbert simply began rocking back and forth, holding his arms around his tiny turtle knees. "I'm nauseous, I'm nauseous, I'm nauseous..."
Rocko sighed as he approached Heffer, moving his arms around. "Say, how about we all go out to make things a bit more exciting?"
"Yeah! Let's go to Choky Chicken!" Heffer exclaimed as he raised his arms in the air.
Rocko squinted his eyes as he placed his hands on his hips. "Didn't that place get renamed Chewy Chicken?"
Heffer shrugged as he rolled his eyes. "Choky, Chewy, who cares? It's good chicken, and I want some!" He then turned around, to see a Chewy Chicken truck heading towards the nearby Choky Chiken, prompting Heffer to holler as he dashed after it.
"Heffer, wait!" Rocko exclaimed, sighing in defeat as he shook his head, grabbing Filbert and going into his red car, following Heffer, with the evening beginning to transfer into the night.