Truffles: Creme Puffs!
Mung: What? We got an order?
Truffles: What are you talking about an order? I need Creme Puffs! Me! Mua!
(short pause)
Truffles: I'm hungry...
(short pause)
Truffles: Now!
Mung: Chowder, she's in the mood!
Chowder: The mood?!
Mung: The mood.
Shnitzel: The radda?
Mung: Chowder, we need to make créme puffs. Go get some flour!
Chowder: Right-o! (brings back flowers)
Mung: Honey, those are flowers!
Chowder: Yes.
Mung: I need flour!
Chowder: Yes.
Mung: Like for cooking!
Chowder: Yes.
Mung: The flour I need is powdery.
(Chowder tears up the flowers into powder)
Mung: No! The kind of powder you mix with stuff... usually shmeggs... and stuff.
Chowder: Yes!
Truffles: (shriveled up) Créme puffs...
Mung: Truffles is dying! Quick!
Chowder: (holds up a rubber chicken) Flour?
Mung: Oh, so helpless! Do I have to do everything myself?
That part is the awesomest!