Visitors

Jubilee: Look, it's a bunch of two-leggers.

Chloe: Think they have pellets? I'm sure they do. Why else would they be here?

Ipo: It's Dad!!

Jubilee: Huh?

Ipo: You know - Dad! It used to feed me pellets back home. Dad! I'm over here! Look at me!

Chloe: They aren't here for you. Get a grip, snot.

Ipo: Are, too! Hi, Dad! Look how big I am now! Are you here to bring me home?

Georgia: Oh, brother.

Ipo: Dad? Where you going, Dad? Come back! Can I come back home with you? Dad??

Chloe, sighing: Dang, no pellets.

Ipo: ::sniffles::