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Mrs. Connelly?

Oh, yes?

Who is it?

Hi, it's Alex.

I was wondering if you

could turn down your TV,

'cause we can hear it.

Oh, I fell asleep.

I'm sorry.

- That's okay.

- I'll do that.

Okay.

Thank you.

No, Starvin' Marvin,

that's my potpie.

Cartman, you butt-pipe.

This is the time of year

to share.

Oh, yeah, you're right.

Are you going to eat

your peach cobbler?

No, you don't want all that.

Why don't you share it with me?

Everybody's

asking me about fiber.

In the next few minutes,

you're going to learn about

an amazing...

If I want a slimmer waist.

Use it on carpets. OxiClean

seeks out organic stains.

There's no more bald jokes.

I gotta go. Have a good day.

See you later.

And finish that chapter!

I will.

- Good morning, Alex.

- Good morning, Mrs. Connelly.

I wanted to give you this back.

I won't drink it,

and I thought you might want it.

Oh, thank you.

That's nice of you.

All right, if there's anything

I can do for you, let me know.

There is one thing.

Yeah, I'm sorry,

I don't hear anything.

It was very distinctive.

The pipes went

bang- bang-bangity-bang-bang.

Bang! Bang!

Well, they're not

doing that anymore,

or it stopped,

so, I'll tell you what, though.

If you hear it again,

come get me. I'll take a listen.

Oh, all right then.

It's a deal.

Ooh, Alan, dear boy, I wonder...

- Alex.

- Pardon?

Alex.

My name's Alex.

I know.

No, I think you said "Alan."

Oh, no, I don't think so.

I don't forget names.

Could you give me a hand

with the garbage?

We don't want to be

feeding the mice.

What in heaven's name

are you doing with me drawers?

Now, I would move

the pull quote just a teeny bit

so that you'll have room

to squeeze in the text.

You're such

a good squeezer, Nancy.

That's because, until yesterday,

I lived in an apartment

the size of a small child.

But look at the new place.

Oh, my God!

- Isn't it gorgeous?

- Yes.

There's, like,

this living room/parlor area.

Nancy, did you finish

the "Celebrity Scene" page?

Oh, tickety-boo.

I don't know what that means.

It means you'll have it soon.

Well, if you mean

I'll have it soon,

why don't you say

I'll have it soon?

"Tickety-boo"

is just confusing for everybody.

Oh, Mr. Peabody.

How did that get in there?

Ohh.

Alex?

Alex?

Hey.

Hi!

Hi.

How was work?

Oh, Herman's freaking out,

as usual.

Were you napping?

No, I was just rearranging

my book collection.

In the dark?

And then I closed my eyes

for a second.

Just to think, and, you know.

Is this dinner?

Mm-hmm.

So, how was your nook?

Did you get, like, five

or six million pages written?

More like five or six words.

Our upstairs neighbor had me

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