The Monkey: I want something to eat.
Peter: You get NOTHING.
The Monkey: I’m huuungry.
Peter (looking in freezer): Pizza?
The Monkey: Ah ha. Yeah, Rihanna. Ah ha. Good girl gone bad. Ah ha. Take three… Action. Ah ha.
Peter: Are you going to answer me?
The Monkey: You had my heart. And we’ll never be worlds apart. Maybe in magazines, but you’ll still be my star…
Peter goes back to watch hockey.