(playful music)
(remote chimes)
- Say, has anyone seen Passion around?
- No, come to think of it
I haven't seen her in a while.
- Me neither.
- If feels like we haven't seen her in months.
- How does that make you feel, Orange?
(laughs)
- Why would it make me feel anything?
It's not like I have massive crush on her
and I'm in love with her
or happen to know how many days she's been gone
or anything. (laughs)
- Dude, you are so in love with her.
- I am not.
- Am too.
- Am not.
- Am too.
- Hey, what are we arguing about?
- We're not arguing.
- Are too.
- Are not.
- Guys.
- Passion!
- Passion.
- I'm back.
And brought presents.
(upbeat music)
- Passion, where you been?
- Guys, let me tell you.
There are a lot of theories flying around the kitchen.
Wild theories.
- Yeah?
Well, what did everyone think I was doing?
- Well I heard you took a job with the C-I-A.
(playful music)
- Hey, get her.
(alarm blaring)
- I've got you now Dr. Poe.
- I sink not Agent double O Passion.
(laughs)
(dogs growling)
(yells)
- The CIA. (laughs)
You can't be serious.
(gasps)
- That's exactly what a CIA agent would say.
- Oh
- Oh, yeah.
(overlapping chatter)
- I think it's feasible.
The CIA does use a lot of food agents.
Here's a fact, food agents were instrumental
in locating Osama Bin Ladel.
- Guys, I was not gone on some secret mission for the CIA.
Okay?
- Well, I heard that you went to Mars
as the world's first foodstronaut.
(dramatic music)
- [Voiceover] Passion, what's your status?
- I've landed.
- [Voiceover] Ten four, Passion, proceed with your mission.
- Roger that.
Freeze, I've got you now Dr. Alien.
- I think not Agent double O Passion.
Ah, ah, ah.
(lasers fire)
- Oh no!
(record scratches)
- I did not go on a secret CIA mission to Mars.
Ugh.
- I bet there's a pet alien in this box.
(object thuds)
(yells)
- Sorry to break it to you
but it's not an alien.
- She's right.
It's a paperweight from the Phoenix airport.
- Ah ha!
This falls right in line with the rumor that I heard,
that Passion went on a vacation to Phoenix.
- Ah, now this is the life.
(island music)
- Freeze, I've got you now Dr. Cactus.
- Well, I think not Agent double O Passion.
(laughs)
(bees buzz)
(screams)
- I'm not a secret agent you guys.
(laughs)
Seriously, I went traveling all around the world.
That's all.
- Story checks out.
Mine's a paperweight from the Beijing airport.
- Moscow.
(paperweight thuds)
- Mine's from a city I can't possibly pronounce.
Yay!
- Wow, these are great, thanks Passion.
- You're welcome.
And you have a gift coming, Orange
but I didn't know how to wrap it.
(laughs)
- So, we were gonna play Mario Kart, you wanna join?
I mean, I know you're probably tired from traveling
but if you wanna hang out, it's not a date or anything
of course, I mean, why would it be?
We're just a bunch of friends
hanging out platonically and stuff, right?
(laughs)
- Nailed it.
(laughs)
- Orange, I'd love to play Mario Kart with you guys.
- Wohoo, let's go!
- I'm right behind you.
(record scratches)
I've got you now Dr. Poe.
- I sink not Agent double O Passion. (laughs)
(gun fires)
(yells)
- What was that?
- Nothing.
I call Yoshi.
- Sure, why not.
Yoshi sucks.
(laughs)
- Hey, hey, tomato butt?
- My name is Greg.
- Okay, hey Gregory tomato butt?
- It's just Greg.
- Hey, Gregory Greg Greg tomato butt pants?
- That's even further from what I just said.
- Hey Gregorious potanamus tomato butt farts the third?
- Holy moly, what is wrong with you?
- Buddy, just do us all a favor and let it go.
The only way this is going to stop
is if you just ask him what.
- Fine, what?
What do you want, Orange?