Disgust:
[Seeing Riley about to eat a grape she dropped]
Whoa, no way! We are not eating that.
Joy:
Disgust, it's fine. It passed the five-second rule.
Disgust:
The grape touched the ground. It's poison.
Joy:
Oh, come on. It barely touched the ground.
Disgust:
Wait, what? You know what else 'barely' touches the ground? Stray dogs!
Joy:
[wrestling the control lever back and forth with Disgust, causing Riley to stop and start putting the grape in her mouth]
Hold on!
Disgust:
Toenail clippings! Roadkill! Hippies!
Joy:
No!
Disgust:
Dung beetles!
Joy:
Stop it!
Fear:
Uh, shouldn't we do something?
Anger:
Haha, no.
Joy:
It's a *grape*! It's not like we're eating broccoli.
Disgust:
Ugh, don't even go there.
Joy:
Or boogers.
Disgust:
You're evil!
[she gags and runs off]
Joy:
Or dog food.
Disgust:
[distantly]
Shut your mouth!
[Joy pulls the lever causing Riley to pop the grape in her mouth]
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