Viq: *sings in sleep* I will loooooove yooooou until my dyiiiiiing daaaaaay...
Vibs: *wakes up - moans* Wha... who... Where..
Viq: *Still singing - and sleeping...* I will loooooooooooooooooooooooove you, suddenly the world seems such a perfect plaaaace...
Vibs: Viq! wake up, you fool!
Viq: *wakes up-ish* Nicole okay so I am only a baby but... wait... Vibs?!! You are not Nicole Kidman!
Vibs: *frowns* Nice figured...
Viq: Hey where are we? I thought we already had been born once.
Vibs: we are... in.... A SACK!!!
Viq: I always thought babies were kept in tummies.
Vibs: VIQ! Will you pull yourself together, you are 2½ year old you HAVE been born already and we are stuck in this stinky sack!
Viq: ... Mingo.... Mingostone... Miss Mingostone! Hevej! Vibs, we've been kidnapped and we are in a sack!!
Vibs: . . . *frowns* Do they pay you extra for that?
Viq: what?
Vibs: never mind... Hmrf.
Viq: Should we try and get outta here?
Vibs: I think so yes.
Viq: *Snaps fingers - sack disappeaers*
Vibs: Wow, that was easy!
Viq: Too easy...