Claudia:
(Eating a bowl of pasta)
I'm oddly stiff.
Bunsen:
Strange, what happened?
Claudia:
Not sure.
Maybe I am just stressed.
So, wha-
Bunsen:
Question, Mr. Bean?
(Offers him a chair)
Sit, sit!
Claudia:
How's Alex, Bean?
Beaker:
(Looks to them in wonder)
Dr. Van Neuter:
Poor kid.