- Yes. - Shall we, then?

That's twice this month you've slipped deadly nightshade into my tea and run off.

- Three times. - You're mine, you know!

I made you with my own hands.

You can make other creations.

I'm restless. I can't help it.

It's a phase, my dear. It'll pass.

We need to be patient, that's all.

They kiss, why that looks so unique, inspired

But I don't want to be patient.

They're gathering around to hear a story

No, Zero, not now.

Roasting chestnuts on a fire What's this

I'm not in the mood.

What's this in here They've got a little tree, how queer

All right.

And who would ever think And why

Here you go, boy.

They're covering it with tiny little things

Mornin', gents!