LYRA: Hey, are you okay?

LANCELOT: I am now. Do-

POPPY: Get back here little cats! I'm not finished with you!

She chases after them.

LANCELOT: Do you need any help?

LYRA: Nah, we've done this before.

LANCELOT: Huh... Ah!

LYRA: Oh.

KEN: Lyra, keep your eyes on the enemy!

LYRA: Sorry, something else caught my interest...

LANCELOT: Heh... The name's Lancelot but you may call me "Lan"

After an epic battle.

CAT LEADER: They're too strong scurry away, SCURRY!

They run away scared.

CAT LEADER: We'll be back and we'll have our revenge!

He runs away

POPPY: In your dreams cat!

LANCELOT: My, my, you sure took care of those soliders.

POPPY: Cats are small and weak. Traitor dogs are even weaker. They're no match for me.

LANCELOT: Clearly.

KEN: Save the pleasantries, we need to move.

LANCELOT: I need to at least know the name of my saviors.

POPPY: Poppy.

LYRA: I'm Lyra, the sorceress.

LANCELOT: "The" Sorceress? What an honor?

KEN: Are we done? When the Lupinians return, we have to be gone.

LYRA: Sure.

POPPY: Psch, I hate fleeing...

LANCELOT: What's your name, Grumpy?

KEN: Ken. Don't worry we'll talk, you and I.

LANCELOT: Why? I didn't do anything... Yet.

KEN: What?

LANCELOT: Nothing, shall we?

They walk away