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"Huggy, I need your help!"
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Narrator: PSST! Listen for the words formal and fret.
(Scene: The museum. The Butcher is surrounded by a spotlight, preparing to steal a golden pig statue in a, but he pauses.)
Narrator: At the city museum, a meat-filled robbery is going down... eventually.
(He looks at a golden chicken statue, also in a spotlight, then the screen shows the Museum Guard, also in a spotlight and encased with meat.)
Museum Guard: (agitated) Would you please stop fretting and steal something? The suspense is killing me.
Butcher: Hey, help me out, buddy. Out of all this stuff, what's worth the most money?
Museum Guard: You're asking me to help you figure out what you should steal?
Butcher: Yeah.
Museum Guard: (agitated) Seriously?
Butcher: (happily) Yeah!
Museum Guard: Great! Uh, take this one!
(The guard motions towards a vase themed after Captain Huggy Face.)
Butcher: Thanks!
(Scene: The street. Butcher has happily left the museum, vase in hand.)
Narrator: (amused) A few moments later...
Butcher: What?
Narrator: Nothing. Nice vase! (bursts into laughter)
(The Butcher doesn't pay attention to where he's going, and bumps into Reginald, causing both of them to drop their items, and sending the Huggy vase flying up in the air.)
Butcher: (screaming) Noooooooo!
(The vase shatters on the ground. Reginald picks up his packages, annoyed.)
Reginald: You clumsy oaf!
Butcher: Aw, that was the most expensive vase in the whole museum, and it was mine! All mine!
Reginald: Wait, you're fretting over that vase? (laughs amused)
Butcher: (confused) What do you mean by "ha"?
Reginald: Hmph, that vase wasn't expensive at all. It came free with a purchase of four boxes of Snappy Snaps. (gestures towards a billboard)
Butcher: What? Seriously?
(The Butcher sits down at a bench with a kid eating Snappy Snaps. Reginald walks over.)
Reginald: (mockingly) Yes, well, you probably wouldn't be such a ridiculous criminal if you were an expert on valuable things, like me. Why, I can walk to any room and instantly pick out the most valuable things. (walks away)
Butcher: (scheming) Oh yeah?
Reginald: Yes.
Butcher: Oh, HOTDOG HARNESS!
(The Butcher summons strings of hotdogs that wrap around Reginald, whom is then tied around Butcher.)
Reginald: Hey, oh, oh dear. (towards Butcher) My, you're strong.
Butcher: Come on, we've got a couple of errands to run. (walks off)