padraigh penwyn: good lord! i thought you guys got left in toronto!
little wahoo: yes, but we managed to latched on to grandy's luggage so here we are.
PP: did that horrible dragon come along, too?
hop-along bob: nope. but you never know, mr. padraigh. dragon always has a way of showing up. he's a magic dragon, you know.
PP: hmph! magic. he's a miserable old crone.
LW: mr. padraigh, weren't you supposed to have starred in that film about the cornfields and baseball players?
PP: ah, 'field of dreams'. i was, but kevin costner begged me to let him at it. when i didn't agree, he had me penguin-napped and locked me up so i missed the final audition. but that's okay, i wasn't really keen on that role.
HAB: i think you look more dashing than that kevin guy, if you ask me, mr. padraigh! truly!
PP: i know!
*and you know by now that grandy is running out of ideas for this challenge. [snicker!]*
