She'll never let go, Francine. She'll never let go.

She was also saying absolutely nothing about unfilled blank anything, okay?

Except maybe the unfilled blank space in Baby Whatshername's mouth, now, since Katchoo had gone and dropped the bottle. "Crap crap crap crap where'd it go?" And was she going to have to clean it now? It wasn't like it was real, but argh.