Vogel makes a pumpkin soup in the kitchen for supper while his two friends are visiting, pondering on the couch as they speak to one another.

Atzmazo: "I STILL THINK THAT IT'S SILLY!"

Bosco: "Hey, that's what happened... She was crawlin' back to me for me to take her back. That's what the bitches are for..."

Atzmazo: "MEH! AS IF... I AM STILL IN MY PRIME, BELIEVE IT OR NOT."

Says the senile skeleton confidently. Bosco smirks and snorts.

Bosco: "Says the little pile a' bones."

Atzmazo: "OH, SHUT YOUR FURRY ASS UP! YOU SEE A POT BELLY ON ME!?"

Bosco: "That's just how it looks when I sit!"

Atzmazo: "SAYS THE ONE WITH THE STOMACH BRACE, CHUBBY~!"

The skeleton says, teasingly pointing his cane at Bosco...

Vogel: "The quarrel of you both is infinite, huh..?"