SPAL: But what if I turn into one? What if my respiratory system explodes through my mouth, ears, and nose?
HB:Zombies aren’t real, pansy.
SPAL: They are too.
HB: Are not.
SPAL: Are too.
HB: Well…I just hope Mummsy doesn’t feed us any live or dead rats for treats. That’s gross.
HB: He didn’t have zombie flu. He had rabies. Remember?
SPAL: I don’t want rabies either. ***he begins to sob***
HB: Well, if you turn, maybe you’ll be some cool zombie dog like on I Am Legend.
SPAL: ***He wails*** Yeah. But they bit Sam, the good German Shepherd dog and then---
HB: I know. His Daddy-O snapped his neck. ***he shivers***
SPAL: Let’s talk about something else. I don’t like where this conversation is going. ***he sniffles***
HB: Me neither.