-What do you get when you cross an owl with a bungee cord? My ass.
-Haha!
-Enough!
-From this day forward you will always refer to me by the name Betty.
-Isn’t Betty a woman’s name?
-What? What now? How do I proceed?
-Simba.
-I… am not Simba. I am the Chosen One.
-Ah, yes. I am Mu Shu Fasa. You must not be troubled, Cho-Simba One.
-He took everything from me, a family I never knew. What good am I now? His powers are greater than mine.
-Yes, plus when you were hit with his iron claw, you did scream like a wussy. Look inside yourself, Cho-Simba. You must take your place in the great circle of stuff.
-What is this Evil Council everyone speaks of?
-The answer you seek resides in the stars above.
-I don’t understand.
-Of course you don’t. I’m speaking in riddles. That’s kind of the point, like a clue that will later make you go, Oh, that’s what he meant! Stars above!
-Please tell me. What is my purpose?
-Train, Cho-Simba. You must reach the next level. This is CNN.
-Wait, Mu Shu.
-CNN.
-What of my tongue?
-C. N.
-Mu Shu!
-N.
