Moxie: OK, they’re gone. Quick downstairs!
Maggie: Why? What’s up?
Moxie: We need to get on the computer before the peoples come back.
Maggie: What’s a computer?
Moxie: You know that thing on the desk.
Maggie: But owner says we aren’t supposed to get on the desk
Moxie: No stupid, were not climbing ON the desk, we’re just going to use the computer
Maggie: You mean eat it?
Moxie: No! Jesus, is food all you ever think about?
Maggie: Sorry, I have a very active metabolism
Moxie: We are going to use the computer to buy something.
Maggie: You mean like food? How are we going to do that?
Moxie: No, enough with the food already. Here’s the deal, I’ve been watching the Boss, and I memorized her credit card number. I’m going to order us some guns.
Maggie: You mean those things the kids shoot those chewy orange treats out of?
Moxie: Yeah, kind of like that, except instead of foam darts these will shoot bullets.
Maggie: Are they tasty?
Moxie: No, they cut into things and kill them. Think of them like teeth that fly through the air, and bite things.
Maggie: Cool. What kind of things? Food?
Moxie: No, the Siamese cat next door.
Maggie: What about Sqwerlz?
Moxie: Yeah, yeah, them too.
Maggie: …because I really don’t like sqwerlz…
Moxie: OK, OK, go watch the door and let me know if anyone is coming
Maggie: …they’re always, like, running up the sides of things…
Moxie: Hey what’s our shipping address?
Maggie:…it’s just unnatural I tell ya…
Moxie: Oh, nevermind.
Maggie: …I mean, have you seen how they wave those bushy tails? Really creeps me out.
Moxie: What was that?
Maggie: Their tails, they really freak me out…
Moxie: No, that noise!
Maggie: What noise?
Moxie: It’s the garage door, the peoples are back! Quick, get upstairs!
Maggie: Hey! Do you think they brought food?