[rubbing his nose] No. I'm a foreign exchange apprentice. My name is Porridge, and I'm living with Kimchi's family for the summer. Huh. Who are you supposed to be?
Yes, Kimchi's mom. Yes, I do think Kimchi's...new bride is...beautiful. Just can it, Kimchi. She's got a bag over her head. I bet she's all warty, or has an extra eye.
PPorridge
Actually, Chowder, the rich and ancient culture of Kimchi's people FORBIDS the groom from seeing his bride's face before the wedding.
How do you know all this junk about Kimchi's culture? Kimchi never talks about any of this stuff.
PPorridge
That's because Kimchi's ashamed of his culture. Why else would he leave his home and his two loving parents, and always go live with an outsider with weird hat, like YOU?
[pulls Chowder away from Marmalade] Oh, there you are Chowder. What's going on here? For a second there, it looked like you found a new [breaths fire from her mouth in a malicious tone]GIRLFRIEND.
[off-screen as Shnitzel walks right into his trap] Well, well, well. We meet again my pathetic old friend. I have waited a long time for this. I see you want this cookie. [reveals himself from a cloud of smoke; laughs] You will have to get through the meal I prepared for you first!
[coughs up Shabu Shabu and burps] Sorry, I just wanted the cookie. [burps again; narrating] And so, Shnitzel, the greatest meat fighter that ever lived, restored his honor, and brought peace back to all of Tofu-Town. The end.
Look kid, if people listen to notes nothing would get done in this world. Notes are really more like guidelines. It said, "Do not eat." Didn't say "Do not eat pizza."
[Little later... Puppet Mung notices the pizza's gone]