Kuzco: Okay, if we want to hang with Malina again, we got wind chimes to score. We need a plan. How about this? We tunnel under the school. Actually you tunnel. Me no diggy.
Kronk: How would we know where to tunnel exactly? And I don't look like that!
Kuzco: Umm, good point. And yes, you do. What if we float over the school and drop in through the air vents, and by we, I mean you. Me no droppy.
Kronk: Some of those vents go to the furnace. Why are you taller than me?
Kuzco: Because I'm standing on a box...of presents, for you.
Kronk: Really? Thanks, pal. Hey, what if we wait until Mr. Purutu leaves his office and just walk in?
Kuzco: Na, that's too easy. Wait, I got it.