“Hey, Tuna! Que pasa?”

“Cheeseburger! How dare you speak to me!”

“Huh? Que is pasa,, hombre?”

“You don’t remember? We were supposed to meet for racquetball.”

“Oh! Tuna, I totally forgot. I had Banana’s birthday party, and it’s Cheeseburger Tax Season, you know. I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

“Well, I had to play against Koala. And you know how good he is.”

Man, that cat is a legend!”

“So, naturally I lost.”

“Naturally.”

“And my ranking is all shot.”

“Tuna, I am sorry. I completely spaced.”

“Well…”

“Tell you what. Let me make it up to you.”

“How?”

“Tuna and Cheeseburger: The Slumber Party.”

“I don’t know…”

“Yeah, we’ll crack open some root beers, listen to some old country records, maybe even break out the Ouija board!”

“I suppose…”

“Don’t suppose, be there! My place, tomorrow night, sharp!”

“…You got yourself a deal, Cheeseburger.”

“My man!”

“You know what? You are a good friend.”

“Like I always say, Cheeseburger comes through in the end.”