Madam Troublinski: If you wish to have your furtune told, step into the tent.

Misty: How long does it take? I have to meet someone.

Aeriel: Whoever it is can wait...Madame takes her time, as you can see.

Misty: Only because Al is her winkwink...I'll bet she only gives the rest of us three minutes.

Madam Troublinski: I heard that! I purrmise to give you a full five minute reading, and you will be taken in your turn.

Aeriel: Don't rush, Madam! I don't mind waiting.

Alley Cat Al: I wuz jis leavin'. Tank ya, Skitty luv--I'll be back when you iz reddy ta leave.

Lil: Willie, I wanna get my furtune told, but I can't go in there with these pitchers. Will you hold them fur me?

Willie: Aw, Lil, ya knows I wansta go fishin in tha crick down by tha club, an I hear they iz bitin' rite now.

I tole ya ya shudn'ta bought that stuff an hafta lug it all ofur.

 

Lil: Okay, but be careful not to fall in tha crick. I'll just check out some more booths and meet ya later.