Mr. Scruffles: *goes through his owner's purse* What is all this? *finds money*
What is this...flat green-stick? *is looking at a dollar* Is that a flat round-rock? *is looking at a coin* *keeps going through stuff*

Owner: *walks in and sees her cat on the table, rummaging through her purse* Mr. Scruffles! Get down from the table!

Mr. Scruffles: *hears owner and looks up* Table? More like a tall mountain with a hard ground! A hard-ground mountain! But whatever. Might as well get down. *jumps down from table*

Owner: *looks through purse* Where's my lipstick? *looks at Mr. Scruffles* Oh, no...

Mr. Scruffles: *has lipstick on* What? What's wrong, Owner? What's lipstick?

END