Park: . . . !

Ann’s Being: Oh, did you not know it was me? Cub would have noticed, but you didn’t ask him.

Don’t move, Boss. The drop next to you isn’t far, but it wouldn’t be pleasant, either.

Walker: Duly noted.

Park: Let’s do this in human forms, if you don’t mind. Cub?


Ann’s Being: Big brawny male, Boss!

Walker: You know what to do.


Park: . . . Um.

Walker: Instead of the usual brawling, we can always agree to have them simply arm-wrestle.

Park: Yes please.