*Meanwhile back in the dome*

Tipsy: *Pulls out a letter from the mailbox*

But... they have lovers! 

Flaky: *From the other room* Does it matter!?

Tipsy: ... F*** it! LaaLaa! Po!

Po: Ya?

LaaLaa: Why did you call us?

Tipsy: Here.

Po: Kiss ME!?

LaaLaa: *In her head* This is your only shot. Don't f*** it up!

Tipsy: So... 

Po: No! I can't! I love Kansas!

Flaky: *From the other room* Like I said! Does it matter!?

Po: Yes it does! Besides... LaaLaa has a child!

Tipsy: *In his head* Ay nako...

Po: I! Will! Never-

Tipsy: There. You got it over with.