Mimi is sitting at her sewing machine. Iffy is walks in.
He says: What are you sewing?
Mimi says: It’s a table runner.
Closeup of Mimi sewing. There is a loud pop.
Mimi says: Oh, darn! My needle broke.
Closeup of Mimi.
She says: What’s wrong, Iffy??
Iffy is looking down at his shirt. There is red on his shirt—right above the heart.
He says: The needle got me! Right in the heart! I’m dying, Mimi!! Call for an ambulance!!!
Mimi touches the blood with her finger.
Iffy is still looking down at his shirt.
Mimi tastes the blood on her finger, and says: Hmm. Your blood tastes an awful lot like the spaghetti we had for lunch.
Iffy grins sheepishly.
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