Dialog
BEANS:This pile of notebooks... It's my life's work!
ANNO:Give me a break! You've only been working on it for TWO HOURS!
BEANS:Anno, I can't leave this treehouse until I know I can safely transport every single notebook to somewhere secure!
BEANS:I'm going to need your help!
BEANS:If I'm right, and I KNOW I am, then these notebooks are going to be worth, like, a million bucks each in a year or two!
BEANS:This is all assuming that tomorrow's eclipse doesn't trigger some kinda economy-obliterating apocalypse, of course.
ANNO:Why do you need my help?
ANNO:Who the hell is even going to sneak in here and steal your stuff?
ANNO:As far as I'm aware, we're the only people who know about the existence of this treehouse.
BEANS:Aha! That's where you're mistaken!
BEANS:Just yesterday, I spotted the Seconds twins, who were clearly up to something evil and depraved, wandering around this neck of the woods.
BEANS:I was watching them through binoculars and I'm afraid they saw me!
BEANS:They are one hundred percent waiting for me to leave!
BEANS:They'd absolutely steal the entire set of AN.E.T. manuscripts and sell them on the black market.
ANNO:WHAT black market?
BEANS:Exactly!
BEANS:Please help me, Anno, I have STUFF I gotta do today!!