MARTYR
you've been an awful time packing

SKUNK
I can't seem to close the zipper.

MARTYR
Perhaps it is too full.

SKUNK
But I've packed nothing in it.

MARTYR
I'll empty it for you.
Are you feeling better?

SKUNK
I thought I would be.

MARTYR
Your socks are on your ears.

SKUNK
I chill easily.

MARTYR
There are other ways to die, you know.

SKUNK
I learn slowly, I'm afraid.

MARTYR
That's all right.
I've brought my violin.