(Meanwhile, on the roof...)
Clifford: *flipping through a magazine* Mmm... sure has been peaceful around here lately. Ryan has been busy, meaning Gonzo has been tame. Ya know, a guy could really get used to--
Ryan: *jumps out, dressed as a pirate for some reason* Ahoy, matey!
Gonzo: *jumps out, also dressed as a pirate* Arriba!
Clifford: Why do I always speak to soon?
Ryan: Avast, ye catfish-face! I be Sir Cap'n the Prawn and this be Cap'n Hook-Nose!
Gonzo: And this here be my first mate, Mister Get'S'mee'Outta'Here!
Rizzo: *walks over slowly, also dressed like a pirate* *obviously annoyed* Da name says it all...
Ryan: And this be me own first mate, Enchilada!
Pepe: *walks up, dressed as a pirate* *rolls eyes* Jou gotta be kidding me... Why we doing d'is again, Ritzo?
Rizzo: *shrugs* D'ey said d'ere was buried treasure in it for us, but I'm starting to ret'ink it...
Ryan: We be here to commandeer this vessel o' yers and claim it as our own to high-tail it upon the open sea!
Clifford: *lowers sunglasses* What the heck are you talkin' about, man?
Ryan: *leans in close and pulls eyepatch up* Just play along, Cliff!
Clifford: ... *shrugs* Aye, Cap'n. Think I can join the ranks?
Ryan: Ha HA! Of course ye can, scab! We'll call you Catfish Beard! Come lad! Cap'n Hook-Nose, alert the crew! We're set to set sail!
Gonzo: ...What crew?
Ryan: *hisses* Camilla!
Gonzo: Oh! Right! *whistles* Camilla, my wench! Raise anchor!
Camilla: BRAWK!
Gonzo: Er... I mean... Arr... I mean, Extra Crispy, my wench! Raise anchor!
Camilla: *rolls eyes* Brawk...
Ryan: Aye! Catfish Beard, hoist the sail!
Clifford: What sail?
Ryan: Insubordination! Ye be lucky ye be new, Catfish Beard. I'll shirk your twenty lashes this time! But don't let it happen again! Avast! Enchilada! Show Catfish Beard how to hoist the sail!
Pepe: *whispering to Clifford* Jus' pretend jou're pulling a rope or somet'ing, hokay. D'ey have no idea.
Clifford: Got it.
Ryan: *pulls plastic sword from sheath attached to belt* This be the maiden voyage of the S.S. Rooftop! Mister Get'S'mee'Outta'Here!
Rizzo: *annoyed* What?
Ryan: Bring me me rum!
Rizzo: ...Is d'at de apple juice ya told me t' guard?
Ryan: Aye!
Rizzo: Got it. *scampers off* *scampers back* Er... Cap'n?
Ryan: What is it Mister Get'S'Mee'Outta'Here?
Rizzo: Da apple juice is gone.
Ryan: ...Why is the apple juice... always gone?