Duchess: Now, dial the phone. Quickly!
(Mac dials phone very fast)
Madame Foster: (On the phone) Hello?
Mac: (Over the phone rapidly) Madame Foster, come over for a party!!
Bloo: (Grabs phone from Mac) Wrong number! (Hangs up phone) What are you DOING?!
Duchess: You sugar-coated idiot! You couldn't even hang on to the phone!
Mac: (So fast, it's almost illegible) I'm gonna call Madame Foster and tell her about the party so I can get the chocolate!!!!!
Duchess: There will be no chocolates for you!
Mac: (Fast) Gimme my chocolate!
Bloo: Chocolates?! You were trying to sell us out for some of Duchess' stupid chocolates?!
Duchess: I'll have you know that's STUPID GOURMET CHOCOLATES!
Mac: (Talks too fast to be understood)
Bloo: Man, I don't know who you are anymore. I don't know who thinks it was a good idea to eat sugar.
Mac: YOU RUIN CHOCOLATE!
Bloo: You're right, maybe I do ruin chocolate. Be that as it may, you're not getting any more.
(Mac then runs off, steals the box of imported chocolates from Duchess, and then stops and eats the entire box, further fueling his sugar rush)