[Sophie the Maid has made a matching outfit to hers, for Tinkles, and she is pointing it out to him]
Sophie the Maid:
Mr. Tinkles? Guess what I made for you. Now you can look just like me.
Mr. Tinkles:
[finally speaking]
No, I think not, Sophie. Those days are through. What's the matter Large Marge? Cat got your tongue? Boo!
[Sophie gasps]
Mr. Tinkles:
Oh my, a talking cat? Scary, isn't it?
[Sophie faints]
Mr. Tinkles:
Lock her in the closet, we must remain on scheduele. OUR DAY HAS COME!
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