Alice: Cecil, what are you doing out there?
Cecil: What does it look like?
Alice: Ick! Snow is polluted! You have no idea where it has been.
Cecil: A little snow won't hurt us. It's refreshing. We have 9 lives.
Alice: Whatever. It's cold. My sinuses hurt. Maybe the keeper could
make me snow tea with a dried catnip leaves.
Cecil: I think tomorrow we get to eat that big bird in the refrigerator.
Alice: I have been sniffing it every day. It's organic you know.
Cecil: Whatever. As long as we get some.
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