Chowder: (Thinking to himself) I like thrice cream.
Mung: Chowder! Focus, boy.
Chowder: I am focused. (Makes hand motions)
Mung: (While Chowder's handing him the ingredients) Time to squeeze in some squash. Make space for some spice. Make room for the mushroom.
Chowder: (Hears thrice cream cart, runs off, and comes back) Here's your mushroom.
Mung: But we already...(Opens oven to see Truffles sitting in it agrily) Not done! (Closes oven)
Chowder: (Hears thrice cream cart and runs off)
Mung: We gotta get rid of this kid's thrice cream obsession!
Truffles: (In the oven, talking to Mung) Oh, honey.
Mung: (To Shnitzel) Run, man! Run! (Shnitzel grabs Mung and runs off)