Honoring Hercule Poirot

Pocket: Look Cadet, despite the spillage, the waffles came out fine.
Denim: I guess I shouldn't have doubted the capabilities of a Belgian waffle iron.
Pocket: Indeed not. As if anything associated with Hercule Poirot could be defective!
Denim: Well, that's two done anyway. How many more shall we make?
Pocket: Let's do an even 90 and call it a morning.
Denim: Why so many?
Pocket: Well, Poirot's in thirty-three novels, a play, and over fifty short stories, isn't he?
Denim: Phew! We'd better get started then. 
Pocket: Hey, it's not like I'm counting all the theatrical, radio, TV and movie adaptations too.
Denim: Like the latest version of The ABC Murders, starring John Malkovich?
Pocket: Um...let's just pry these out, and pour in more batter, Cadet.
Denim: Right, sir.

The Belgian Connection

Denim: Sir, it's still leaking.
Pocket: I see, Cadet, I see!
Denim: Do you think we put in too much mix?
Pocket: No, we followed the French instructions precisely!
Denim: Yes, but sir, why didn't we follow the English instructions?
Pocket: Because French is closest to Belgian, and it's a Belgian waffle iron.
Denim: Do you think the machine could be defective?
Pocket: Defective? How could Hercule Poirot's home country produce anything defective?
Denim: Sorry sir. I guess I wasn't thinking.
Pocket: Say three "Hail Agatha's," and I'll forgive you.

Significant Life Achievements

Denim: I don't understand, sir. Exactly what are we celebrating?
Pocket: Did you not hear the singing? Did you not see the banner, or the cards and gifts?
Denim: No, I mean, why not celebrate significant life achievements annually, as opposed to merely marking off another year since one's creation?
Pocket: So you don't view avoiding Extermination as a significant life achievement?
Denim: I suppose you have a point.
Pocket: How nice of you to concede that, Cadet.
Denim: You're welcome, sir. After all, it's important to celebrate one's significant life achievements. Right, sir?
Pocket: Just cut the cake, Cadet.

If Lettuce Were Turkeys

Denim: What is it, sir? An albino Miniature Palm Tree?
Pocket: Don't be silly, Cadet. It's the last few leaves of a head of Romaine.
Denim: What? The deadly salad-monger of 2018? 
Pocket: Affirmative. Apparently, this head was decontaminated.
Denim: I'm not sure it'll be enough for Master's nachos.
Pocket: We just have to stretch the available supplies as best we can.
Denim: If we find a V-shaped leaf, we can wish that it will be enough.
Pocket: I don't think Romaine lettuce works that way, Cadet.
Denim: Perhaps not, but I can wish it did.