"Here's your drinks. Hope you are enjoying your…..where'd they go, Nana?"
"Dance floor. Horseradish is showing them his moves."
"I can see that. Why aren't you out there showing them how it goes? Back in your days, you were the one to see."
"Now you're making me sound old."
"Nana, you are....full of youth."
"Thanks, Icaco. You can just set them there."
"CAKES READY. CARAMEL, WALNUT, PEANUT BUTTER UPSIDE DOWN CAKE."
"Someone said cake?"
*Pow, pow…..ouch*
"Darus, why'd you stop dancing?"
"I heard cake was ready. Lettuce go eat. Come on."
"Ow!!
I'm right behind you, Darius. Just…..*huuf*...give me a minute."
"I want cake, I want cake, I want cake."
"Wooooo…..slow your roll there. Sit down and tuck in. As for you, Radish; you said you could dance all day."
"Guess it's been a long time since I've looked in the mirror.
Ow, ow, ow, ow."
"I think a rest will do Youuuu good. I can handle it from here."
"Oooo….what's this? So sharp!!"
"Hey, give me that. This is not a toy."
"Then stop waving it around. I'll take that, thank you.
Now, who wants a slice?"
"We Do!!!!!!!!"