Pocket: Nicely done, Cadet. You've assembled a very appealing tostada.
Denim: Actually sir, it's a plate of nachos.
Pocket: Of course it is! Master does like his lettuce, doesn't he?
Denim: I suppose he's gearing up for his trip to Maui.
Pocket: What? Why wasn't I notified?
Denim: I'm not sure. I did hear him mention that Rex and K-9 hadn't had a trip in awhile.
Pocket: This cannot be believed! He'd never leave us behind!
Denim: Don't worry, sir. I've taken steps.
Pocket: How do you mean?
Denim: Well sir, by strategic placement of the carrot slices--
Pocket: You're making a subliminal suggestion of those wild chickens that roam the islands.
Denim: I thought you'd approve.
Pocket: I'd approve of anything that gets us back to Hawaii. Even unauthorized exterminations!
Denim: Since when have Exterminations required official sanction?
Pocket: You know what I mean.
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