No, the Captain ISN'T pregnant, Squeaky. How did you ever get that idea? Everyone knows he's too old. And, no, you aren't having morning sickness--you aren't pregnant either. You're too old too. (And I think there's something else, but I can't remember what exactly.)

One cracker with Marmite on it isn't going to do that to you, you know. You'd have to have had at least seven or eight.

I think you're just trying to avoid clean-up duty after the Opera Director's wonderful party. My oh my, there is a BIG mess to clean up. I'm going to ask Carnaby to read to you so you will feel better soon.

Carnaby is still wearing his disguise and he's reading Spanish to me, Ducky. Do you know Spanish? He's had the frogs dress up as a mariachi band and they are going to serenade me. I'll NEVER sleep! I wish I had a balcony and could throw roses at them but maybe they'd like the leftover sushi from the party better.

It has been scientifically proven that throwin roses from a balcony produces less strain on the throwing arm if the roses are first removed from the pot!

Oh, I see. I should throw the pots SEPARATELY.

Dear Squeaky !
We are glad, you enjoyed our Mariachi performance
That you could not sleep, is a big progress against Mrs. Grundy's arias, which you always accompany by snoring
But please do not throw leftover sushi in rose flower pots at us !
Those are dirty ! We await having food thrown at us in brand new tupperware containers.