Francis: Whoas, What are you doing home? Ethan: I’m having a flare up… Francis: fireworks in your tummy? The 4th of July! It’s Americas! Ethan: Sure, we can go with that, Wait, what are you doing? Francis: watching Julia Child and the Frenchy Chef channel…today is Roast Duck. Ethan: Let me get my electric blanket.
Francis: Hey, hey, hey, Wake up, did you hear the winds? Ethan: What? Get your paw off my nose. Francis: what if the powers go out? Ethan: They won’t. Francis: What if we run out of snax? Ethan: we won’t. Francis: what if it’s aliens? Ethan: it’s not. Francis: aren’t you scared? Ethan: whatever will be will be. Francis: what about tomorrows? Ethan: the future is not ours to see. Francis: …. Francis: will you sing to me? Ethan: No.
Francis: Uh ohs, it’s time for some snackeroones. Hey pops, What about some ham-burglars Ethan: You, you mean burgers? Francis: Yeahs burglars Ethan: (gets buns, singing) Turkey, lobster, sweet potato pie. Pancakes piled up ’till they reach the sky. Francis: (singing) Wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak Ethan: bun down! Francis: …. Simon: …. Ethan: Then patty, followed by ketchup, mustard, pickles, extra onions, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes, and bun, in that order!
Ethan: (steps in something…) what the?? Ugh…FRANCIS! Francis Cash! Get in here! Francis: What did I do? Ethan: Why did you not use your litter box? Oh my god, it’s everywhere…this is carpet man. (Starts to clean it up.) Wait, this isn’t sh$t this is olives… Simon: Yeah, I wouldn’t eat those, they’re gross and disgusting. Francis: Atleast he tries new tings. Simon: the cheeses were good tho. Ethan: man, I was saving these…