Thould us get 'em?

[lass of something much]

* Infant Lass scrambles onto a cardboard box and clears her throat

Th' age o' thips is comin' t' an end! Now is us' time t' shine!
Doin me t' th' other side! We can take o'er! The swawbewwy cordial 'ill be ours for de eatin'! Doin th' tiny arms! (Army)

[Kade Rivok]

Hmmmm?

[lass of something much]

* Infant Lass squints at Kade...

[Captain Wortshire]

What's the current problem?...

[lass of something much]

Not 'nuff vittles!

[Captain Wortshire]

Then why don'y you just take them?

Much easier than asking...

[lass of something much]

...Dat dumb.

[Captain Wortshire]

If you are not going to just take the food, what are you going to do then?

[lass of something much]

We donna take o'er de cellas. 

[Captain Wortshire]

Now that is more like it...

[Verdauga]

Or y'all could head over to the diner in the cellars... All food was free of charge until someone wanted to pay for it.

[lass of something much]

* Infant Lass shoots a dart at Verdie

No.

[Captain Wortshire]

So what's the first step.

It better not have anything to do with fire, I have an aversion for plans that include igniting everything...

[lass of something much]

....

* Infant Lass hurriedly hides her army of tiny firebenders

Uh....Get peoples on side?

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

So what's the first step.

It better not have anything to do with fire, I have an aversion for plans that include igniting everything...

Ach, but fire'z major! *Zetz Wortshire'z 'air on fire*