Salem: How about a neurosurgeon?
Sabrina: No thanks, I'm in a toast mood.
Zelda: Salem's filling out a questionnaire for his high school reunion. Apparently, it's a work of fiction.
Sabrina: (Reading the cat's questionnaire) "I perform lobotomies in the off season when I'm not playing free safety for the Dallas Cowboys." You left out the part where you sit around and scratch your butt.
Salem: This reunion is gonna be great. Seeing all my old cronies, pretending I know about the brain.
Hilda: How are you gonna explain the fact that you now have four legs, pointy ears and a furry belly, Mr. Convicted Felon?
Salem: I've got it all figured out. No one will care that I slipped up playing the morality game as long as I walk into that reunion with a gorgeous trophy on my arm.