WOLFRED: All right, kids. We need to pack up.
FINA: Stop drooling on the computer, Steph!
JAN: Hey! What's up?
AMETHYST: So didya have fun at the con?
JAN: Yeah, good times.
AMETHYST: Do you happen to know where our tigress artiste went?
JAN: She's changing in the bathroom.
AMETHYST: Ah. I need to talk to her --
JAN: It... might be a while. She's a bit drowsy, so Amber is helping.
AMBER: Oooh! The zipper's caught on her fur!
AMETHYST: Shoot. She needs to get her sketchbooks back to their owners.
AMETHYST: They've been texting me since she hadn't answered her phone.
JAN: Well... the sketchbooks are over there...
AMETHYST: Coolio. I'll go catch people before they leave. When ya going?
JAN: Pretty soon, I imagine.
AMETHYST: If she doesn't answer her phone, mind if I text you afterwards?
JAN: Sure. What's your number?
JAN: How's it going in there?
AMBER: I got one boob into her top!