(Black Hat opens up the window, peering out to Tricky angrily.) Black Hat(angrily): Tricky! You left the oven on when you went out, didn't you!? Black Hat(angrily and contemptuously): You freaking good-for-nothing! Tricky the Clown(fearfully): I-I'm sorry. Y-You told me to go to the store immediately so--- Black Hat(Aggressively): IDIOT!!!! Tricky the Clown(frightened as Black Hat aggressively throws his ashtray at his feet): Kya! (The ashtray stops at the clown-ish kitten's feet and ash scatters everywhere.) Black Hat(angrily): Get your bum in here! Tricky the Clown(scared): O-Okay. Tricky the Clown(admittedly to Loona): Black Hat....my old Papa....he's back to life. I made the decision to move into his manor, despite Hank telling me not to. Black Hat(angrily, inside the manor): Tricky! Hurry up and give me my snacks! Tricky the Clown: Y-Yes! (Tricky takes the shopping bags full of wine and food and walks into the manor, leaving Loona outside.)
