T-Rex: My sinister raccoon and cephalopod neighbours are having a sleep-over party. Okay! That's innocent enough. I don't judge!
T-Rex: But putting up fliers for it around town?
T-Rex: That's creepy! That's odd! That's OFF. Who indiscriminately invites people to a slumber party?
Dromiceiomimus: Your neighbours, apparently!
T-Rex: Apparently!
Utahraptor: So are you going to go? You are their neighbour, after all!
T-Rex: No way, man!
T-Rex: I've TOLD you all the creepy things they've said to me! I don't want to put myself in a situation where I'm UNCONSCIOUS and pyjama-clad around them! Holy heck!
Utahraptor: I think maybe you should go! How bad could it be? They're your NEIGHBOURS.
Narrator: THAT NIGHT:
Off panel: COME TO OUR SLUMBER PARTY, NEIGHBOUR?
T-Rex: I'm sorry, I - I think I'm busy that night!
Off panel: YOU CAN SLEEP IN MY ROOM, T-REX.
Off panel: I JUST WANT TO TASTE YOU
