1
ANDREA: Squeak?
SHIERA: Nope. Guess again.
ANDREA: Meep!
SHIERA: Hint: one more syllable.
2
AMBER: Did you hook up a fog machine in there?
WOLF: Nah. It's just dry ice.
AMBER: But the smoke's rising.
WOLF: Fine, you got me. It's actually a small grease fire.
3
JAN: See, I programmed this embedded Wind O.S. system to run a slots game...
JAN: Aww, too bad. It'll now dispense raisin bran.