Beige: (opening envelope) Gee, now I wonder what this could be?
Scooter: (running out of room) Hand it over, Beige, that's mine!
Storyteller: (in hut, nursing a headache) Scooter, don't yell so loudly. Beige, just give him the envelope.
Scooter: (opens envelope) Whoa...
Beige: Wow, you look like...