Spike (watches stuff on Kelly's laptop): Mm ... ooh! Heheh ... morons.
Cotterpin (watches from computer desk): Whatcha doin'?
Spike: Watchin' videos. *turns to Cotterpin* You evah get aroun' ta workin' on dat Doozer computer?
Cotterpin: Yeah. It's a bit more complicated than I thought. We have plenty of power. It's just the slight problem of miniaturization of all the components. I might need Digit or Waldo's help. What kinda computers do YOU have?
Spike (shrugged): Never really had exposure to 'em, myself. I don't t'ink I ever saw one before movin' in here.
Cotterpin: So, why ask Red for keys to the pool? I HATE water.
Spike: Kel wanted one an' dis "Red", whoever dat is, hasn't been aroun' ta give it to her. Kel got tired of seein' udder guys go to da pool when she couldn't go.
Cotterpin: But she doesn't do a lot of swimming either.
Spike (smirks): She's nevah been in a dorm before, neither .... I t'ink she's havin' some sort o' mid-life crisis, heheheh.
Cotterpin (confused): But, she's 31, right? An' you said humans live around 80-100 years, right?
Spike (nods): More or less, Little Bit.
Cotterpin (shakes head): 31 is NOT the midpoint. THAT'LL happen in 10 to 20 years.
Spike (frowns): Do I look like da expert on humans? In Pangaea we didn't even have a clear picture what da different genders looked like.
Cotterpin: Hey, don't go yellin' at ME. I can't help it if you dinosaurs can't determine something that BASIC.
Spike: Grrr ... "you dinosaurs"?