Moderation Is The Key

Denim: Can't we just set out all the goodies now?
Autumn: No, keep 'em hungry. A little now, and...
Pocket: They'll soon be back for more.
Denim: That's a scary thought.
Autumn: That's what I'm here for.

Relaxing With Buffy the Vampire Slayer

K-9: You mean the witches burned hundreds of years ago in Salem, Massachusetts, return from the afterlife to possess the bodies of Buffy's friends?
Shadow: Don't forget about the horde of zombies that claw their way out of the ground to chase her into a truck stop diner.
K-9: That's what I always look for at this time of year. A little light reading.

Rabbit Logic

K-9: That does not compute. Why should I be too slow to understand your hare-brained schemes?

Lost in Snape Maltings

Shadow: K-9? Hello? Where are you? Honestly, I can't imagine why that dog wanted to come to Snape Maltings in the first place.

K-9: It's so beautiful out here. What a shame the Doctor and Romana left me in the TARDIS when they confronted the Power of Kroll. Say, I wonder where that Dalek went off to? He's always wandering off and getting lost.

A Belgian Bounty

Shadow: Brussels Sprouts and a Belgian Bun?
K-9: Master has an iron constitution.
Shadow: We could ease his digestive workload. I'm sure he wouldn't miss some of this icing.
K-9: You know, sometimes you hold water.
Shadow: Yeah, my yarn sure gets soggy when I go for a relaxing soak in a nice hot pot of tea.