[As Rose plays the chicken's little piano with her nose:]
Rose: Hi, Dorothy.
Dorothy: Hi, Rose. Rose, do you know offhand if 911 is the right number to call for a straitjacket?
Rose: Dorothy, I can explain.
Dorothy: I know you can. That's the scary part.
Rose: You don't understand. When Mrs. Butell finds out about Count Bessie, she'll be devastated. There'll be a terrible void in her life. A void that only another musical chicken can fill.
Dorothy: Look, Rose, if you're worried about voids, start with the one in your head.
Rose: Oh, Dorothy, do you believe it? Four chickens and not one of them has any musical ability.
Dorothy: It's a sad commentary, Rose. All the young chickens are wasting their time playing video games.