Tina: We lost him!
Brad: This isn’t good.
Danny: We’re terrible babysitters.
Tina: Let’s go find him!
Danny: He can’t be that far away.
Brad: We’re doomed if someone sees him!
Tina: This is very, very bad!
Bello: Boo!
Mr. Smith: Very funny.
Listen. I don’t know who you are.
Mr. Smith: But that drop sheet belongs in the art classroom.
Bello: Boo!
Danny: What are we going to do?
Brad: We’ve got to do something!
Tina: Do you think Bello can see us?
Danny: Maybe. Why?
Mr. Smith: It’s not funny.
Mr. Smith: If I lift this sheet, Danny'd better not be underneath.
Mr. Smith: If that is you, Danny, you should be in music class now.
Danny: I’m in such trouble!
Tina: Quick. Do what I do!
Bello: Dance.
Danny: It’s working.
Mr. Smith: You’re lucky that I’m late.
Take that sheet back to the art room!
Danny: That was great work, Tina!
Tina: My baby brother loves it when I make crazy faces.
Brad: You heard Mr. Smith.
Back to the art room!
Tina: Now, Bello, stay.
Bello: Stay.
Brad: We’ve got to find a way back to Ginormous.
Danny: But Tristay took the magic clay.
Tina: What if we paint a key rainbow colors.
Danny: We don’t have magic paint.
Brad: So . . . so we are stuck here.
Danny: No. There’s got to be a way back.
Brad: But how?
Danny: There’s got to be a clue . . . or something.
Danny: I wish Hopian would show up with more magic clay.
Danny: Not now, Bello. We’re thinking.
Brad: Yes. This is going to take some serious thought.
Bello: Clay.
Danny: What did you say?
Tina: Look in his hand!
Danny: It’s magic clay!
Bello: Clay! Clay!