Swan says, Dude!
Crab, Yo.
Swan, We're about to turn twenty one in dog years.
Crab, Mmm Hmm.
Swan, Listen
Crab interjects, I'm all ears.
Swan, We should go to Vegas. You know what happens there stays there.
Crab, Yeah, just don't bring home something you don't want.
Swan, Uh heh heh. Well that's not what I'm thinking. Like, we could blow a few clam shells and have some laughs.
Crab, Hey, isn't some big lake near there?
Swan, Yeah. And there's even snow skiing near by.
Crab, Get out! I could slide down on my back. Let's do it!
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