Josie: (to the Strangemoon guard) Uh, we're the Pussycats, sir, a musical group. And we were playing a gig in the balloon at the World Expo.
Valerie: Until it flipped its moorings.
Guard: Then I suggest you get back in your balloon and take off. For your own good!
Alexandra: Listen, buster. Nobody orders me around. We'll leave when we're good and ready!
Alexander: (carries her away) We're ready! We're ready!
Melody: She's really very nice when you get to know her. (laughs and leaves)