(After Kim has found out that Señor Senior Junior is a yellow trout)
Kim: No!! Junior's a yellow trout?! Gross!
Ron: KP, don't you think we have bigger problems?
Kim: My perfect match cannot be Señor Senior, Jr.
Ron: I'm sure you'll be happy together... if he can defrost you!
Kim: Rufus! Push the red button! (he doesn't managed to press it down) He's too light!
Ron: Rufus! Look in my pocket. (Rufus eats a lot of Corn Dogs) Scarf 'em!
Kim: Hurry, Rufus!
Ron: Now I'm cold.
Kim: Good little hairless rodent.
Ron: Corn dogs rock! Why can't I feel my feet? (he notices that his feet is frozen) I've got foot-sicles! Maybe if I ... (he slips) whoa, whoa! Whoa!
Kim: We need to find something to get us to the Billionaire's club.
(they see a water scooter)
Ron: I think we'll manage.