The Next Generation
[Athena] *nose-nudges blog* Hey, what’s this? Can we play here, ya think? [Apollo] *sniffs around* Smells kinda musty. What is that? Tastes moldy. I’m gonna eat it. [Athena] Hey, can I have…never mind – I’ll just clean up these crumbs over here. This couch smells like Murphy. I liked him. We were best buddies, but he left one day and didn’t come back. J said he died. I was sad. And lonely when J and B had to go to…