Bernice

Drake

Zemi Dreigiau

Script

Drake: Training starts tomorrow, Zemi. Dawn. We'll figure out if you have any skill left in your almond-sized brain.

Bernice: Don't be mean to Zemi! He's my friend!

Drake: I'm not being mean to him. *softens up* I'm trying to make sure that he doesn't get eaten by the babyeaters and rocs. He's soft and squishy. What will they make of him if they catch him?

Bernice: A Zemi-sandwich!

Drake: Exactly. I have to make him tough and hard so they can't eat him without breaking teeth, and that takes...

Bernice: LAPS!