— I'm starved.
— I'm so hungry I could eat a whole zebra.
— Ah. We're fresh out of zebra.
— Any antelope?
— Nuh-uh.
— Hippo?
— Nope. Listen, kid, if you live with us, you have to eat like us. Hey, this looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub.
— Eugh, what's that?
— A grub. What's it look like?
— Eugh! Gross.
— Mmm. Tastes like chicken.
— Slimy yet satisfying.
— These are rare delicacies. Mmm. Piquant, with a very pleasant crunch.
— You'll learn to love them.
— I'm telling you, kid, this is the great life, no rules, no responsibilities. Ooh, the little cream-filled kind.
