Toffee: "Why are they watching the news for hours every night? They never did that before."
Possum: "It's strange. Maybe House of Cards got too complicated for them. They have such simple little minds."
Toffee: "But the news is so boring. All they do is talk, and show other people talking. Blah, blah blah. They never show any food. Nobody ever eats ribs."
Possum: "Yeah, it's like watching the radio. But you missed that guy from Montana the other night. He thought he was in the NFL or something."
Toffee: "At least there was that Downton Abbey Weddings show on Sunday. They didn't show any of the duck-hunting scenes, but it reminded me anyway."
Possum: "Yes! That was something! I've loved Downton ever since I was a kitten. It was great to see Sir Robert Crawley again. Isn't he marvelous? Don't you think he looks and sounds exactly like me?"
Toffee: "Uh . . . hmm. Oh, yes, yes! I do see the resemblance, especially around your nose. The way you both look down it."
Possum: "Good. I was going to bite you if you disagreed."
Toffee: "You'll bite me anyway. You bite me a lot, on the most ridiculous pretexts. Why do you chomp on me and never anyone else?"
Possum: "I can't help it. I have a sweet tooth and they never leave cookies lying around. They shouldn't have named you Toffee."