BOY: Girls race.

ALICE: Boys?

BOY: Go blow for blow.

ALICE: Like job?

BOY: No. Like torch.

ALICE:P Torture?

BOY: No! No, just wanna shine some light on some things through you. That’s all.

ALICE: All ears then. Rabbit me.

BOY: Counter-ear. Hare me.

ALICE: Sure. Take March or May for example. Which are you if we talking madness?

BOY: Definitely May. I hate being late.

ALICE: So, and this is purely Trout Mask Replica theoretical, Can you steal softly thru snow?

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BOY: Can’t ‘cause China Pig is always on my tail and he’s loud. Boy is capitalist.

ALICE: And if China Pig is run over by say, Dali’s Car. That enough?

BOY: Won’t change anything. The chase will still continue cause The Blimp tracks me from above.

ALICE: And if it blips out because the Octafish has woken up from its Neon Meate Dream?

BOY: I’ll wake up to Ella Guru standing above me with her Orange Claw Hammer coming for my head.

ALICE: Can’t you dodge?

BOY: She’s Too Much For my Mirror.