Carla: Oh, Rebecca, do you have any more of those rice cakes?
Rebecca: Why?
Carla: Well, you were right. They're the perfect food.
Rebecca: Yeah, what's the gag?
Carla: No, I'm telling you, we've been enjoying them all day, right?
Cliff: You bet.
Rebecca: Really?
Carla: Yeah.
Rebecca: Well, that's neat. I'm glad I could make you guys, you know, feel better. Yeah, I've got a whole new bag of them right down here.
Carla: Great.
Rebecca: You guys are gonna feel so much healthier when you eat like this. I'm not kidding. You'll have a lot more energy. Your bodies will feel lighter. Your reflexes will be sharper.
Norm: Oh, our reflexes are already much, uh, sharper. Carla, pull.
[As Carla tosses a rice cake in the air, Norm, Cliff and Pete fire at it with toy pistols]