Gwen: (referring to Wildmutt) Ew! This thing's even uglier than you are normally! Bow wow, put a flea collar on this mutt.
Gwen: And no eyes? What good is this one? It can't see. (tries to hit Wildmutt with a stick, Wildmutt jumps onto the RV) Okay. So maybe it's not a total loser.
(Wildmutt jumps in front of her)
Gwen: Ew, two words: breath mints.