Dialog
ANNO:Remind me again. What's your beef with the Seconds twins?
BEANS:What do you mean? The Seconds twins have beef with me!
BEANS:Not just me, but nearly everyone else in Lensing!
BEANS:Haven't you ever been chosen as a target for their evil-doing?
ANNO:Not that I'm aware. Maybe I'm intimidating to 'em.
ANNO:I'd never let one pipsqueak push me around, let alone two.
ANNO:I can see why they'd mess with you though.
ANNO:You make it real easy for 'em.
BEANS:What's that supposed to mean?
BEANS:All I wanna do is mind my own business.
BEANS:Millian and Trillian Seconds seem hell-bent on making THEIR problems MY problems!
ANNO:If you didn't have those notebooks to worry about, what's the worst thing they'd do to you?
BEANS:I don't have a concrete answer for you, I'm afraid.
ANNO:They don't strike me as the type to, I dunno, steal your TV.
ANNO:And I can imagine if their parents found out, they'd find their asses kicked clear into next week.
BEANS:Here's what I know.
BEANS:The last time I managed to overhear one of their conversations, I heard them talk about how they'd been collecting dozens of boxes of lime gelatin mix.
BEANS:They walked away before I could catch the rest.
ANNO:Beans, dropping eaves?
ANNO:I thought your entire purpose for existing was to mind your own business.
ANNO:Maybe they just love lime gelatin.
BEANS:Are you kidding? At this point, it feels like a civic duty to keep an eye on 'em.
BEANS:Think about how much gelatin a hundred or more boxes would make.
BEANS:They aren't making dessert for themselves or anyone else!
BEANS:It wouldn't be the first time they've terrorized the innocent with easy-to-acquire food products.
ANNO:Classic imp hellspawn behavior.
BEANS:If the Seconds twins are cooking up something AND they're scoping out this treehouse, there's no doubt I'm their next target.
ANNO:There's no way I'm going to hole up in here day and night to make sure they don't come around, if that's what you're asking.
ANNO:So what do you want me to do?
BEANS:Your mission is as follows:
BEANS:Find out where in town Millian and Trillian Seconds are presently violating with their presence, before sunset.
BEANS:That's when their curfew ends.
BEANS:And mine, too.
ANNO:When the hell did you, of all people, become subject to a curfew of any sort?
BEANS:Mine's self-imposed.
BEANS:The woods give me some serious heebie-jeebies at night.
BEANS:I've seen one too many strange shadowy shapes slithering around.
BEANS:I wouldn't trust them with my life's work either.
ANNO:So you want me to be a spy for you.
BEANS:You got it!
BEANS:If you can inform me of the twins' whereabouts, and maybe even work out what their real plans are, I should be able to steer clear of 'em and escort these notebooks to somewhere secure.
ANNO:Hmm... Let me think about that real quick.