Elmyra: It's not nice to talk with Your mouth full, Batsy. Now spit it out! (The count as a bat gulps the pie whole along with the tin.) Oh, You liked it? It was My best Mud Pie.
Count: (Sneezes.) Mud Pie? (Turns green and goes to a bathroom, returns To his previous form, and is vomiting in the sink.) Ooh, She's making Me see Red! My favorite color.