Chicken hearts

• All: (Laughter, festive chatter)
• The Big Deeper: It was nice of you to join me for dinner. I often eat alone. Oh, uh, because, of course, my work.
• Abby Foster: (Chuckles) I thought I was the best coyote until I met you.
• The Big Deeper: Yes. Right. Do they both find a favorite bird?
• Abby Foster: Well, obviously, I'm a penguin kind of show off.
• The Big Deeper: (Chuckles) That makes sense. They are very pleasant ninjas.
• Abby Foster: Actually, it's the brains I'm more attracted to. I'm not so impressed by fancy feathers.
• The Big Deeper: I know exactly what you mean. My favorite pet is the three-tailed wolf. I've always been mesmerized by those big, round, shaped eyes. [he looks at Abby's eyes which are big, round, and shaped-looking]
• Waiter: Haha! Pihvihampurilainen!
• Abby Foster: (Screams)
• Second Waiter: Chicken hearts? Katkarapu!
• Abby Foster: Oh! Ooh! (Chuckles) Chicken hearts. (Laughs nervously) Oh, dear. Ahh! Oh! (Blowing)
• The Big Deeper: Oh. (Chuckles) Hello?
• Abby Foster: (Sobbing) Oh, Nori. We should have never a bedroom on the cruise ship. This is all my fault.
• The Big Deeper: No, no, baby. Baby, please. [crying after finding out they all has been chased by doorman] This is not your fault.
• Abby Foster: (Sniffles) You're right. It's not my fault. [She wears on her black domino mask and lashes out at him] ITS YOUR FAULT!
• The Big Deeper: WHAT THE---
• Abby Foster: WITH YOUR LITTLE PENGUIN TALK AND THAT WHOLE-- [dances like a baby penguin mocks accent] saves the species-- WELL YOU KNOW WHAT... SQUAK SQWAUKETY SQUAWK SQUAWK!!! [Realizes what she said; covers her mouth] [realizing what she's done] I'm sorry about bad. I didn't mean to curse.
• The Big Deeper: I... I don't understand. Bernie is the best guard in the business.
• Ralph Black: [Abby and Big Deeper watch as Bernie gets questioned by a police officer] So let me get this straight. You were chased by a doorman?
• Bernie: Yes, with this rag. [he holds up a small white rag] He held it to my mouth like... like this. (Muffled babbling)
• Ralph Black: (Sniffing) (Sighs)
• [he holds the rag against his mouth, takes a breath and faints to the ground; Ralph catches the rag, takes a sniff of it and also faints]
• Abby Foster: We're doomed.