Andnow, justfoldingoverthedumplingtogetherlike a clampon.
Thatis a perfectdumplings.
I'm putting a woodensteamitin a panofboilingwatertoheatwhile I'm makingtherestofthedumplings.
Oh, no, There's nothinginthereanythingthatlovesdumplings.
Hejustcan't stayaway.
Yeah, she's mineAttheend, weknewthiswouldhappen.
I thinkshe's different.
Whoisthat?
Oh, no, I e.
I wasperfectlyfineuntilyoucameanddecidedtogiveme a monster.
Don't gointhatissoannoying.
Remember, don't letyouradultoranythingelsedistractedwhenyou'vegotsomethingonthestove, so I'llshowyouhavetododumplingandtheywillbewithBrinkleyoneslikeDad's.
That's mydumplings.
Readytosteam.
I wonderifthegodshavefoundtheperfectLayla.
Hey, guys, getthanks.
Oh, no!
Dad's cominghidetillhe's burnedthebamboo.
Niceone, too.
It's mytimedealinganythingformybye, Dad.
Youcangonow.
But, Bomber, findoutbytill I accidentallyjobtwodumplingsonthefloor.