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Space Frog: OKAY A DIVORCE YOU HAVE TO BE MARRIED TO GET A DIVORCE...
Rabid: Fine!
Noel: Pfft.
Rabish: I thought there would be food?
Dr Quickly: There's a buffet after.
Rabid: I do!
Rabish: Congratulations on the wedding -- I'm sorry about your divorce.
Rabid: We're still friends, just incompatible as "life partners".
Dr Quickly: Gettin' tipsy!!
Noel: Why did I agree to this stupid "theme picnic"?
Dr Quickly: Noel? I think she left.
Rabid: Thank goodness!!
Space Frog: NO ONE HAS REMEMBERED TO BRING ME A PLATE FROM THE BUFFET
Dr Quickly: You wanna danss? Slow danss? It'd be reallllly sexy!
Rabish: I'm not interested, no.
Noel: sob sob sob