Oh, oh, let me see.

Let me see! - What proofs?

What's going on?

Gayle got some professional pictures taken of Mr. Business.

Um, OK, great.

Why?

Ian said we'd need them if we wanted

Mr. Business to be taken seriously for the Chef

Cat cat food auditions.

The what?

Who's Ian?

The cat agent, Bob.

Oh, I-- I--

I didn't know you had a cat agent, Gayle.

Yeah, Gayle and I met a cat agent last week

when we were leaving the grooming place

on our way to the soup buffet.

And he thinks Mr. Business has what

it takes to be the next spokescat for Chef Cat cat

food.

You know, Chef Cat.

No, I--

I don't know that.

(SINGING) If cats could cook, they'd cook Chef Cat.

Yeah, that's it.

That's it.

Such a great song.

Not really.

When the original Chef Cat died,

they found another cat that looked just like him.

And then after that and then after that, and they

just kept replacing them.

Just like they do with the president.

The current Chef Cat is on his last legs,

so they need a new one.

They have a big competition.

Oh, by the way, Lin, I need to borrow just a little

more money from you to cover the shipping

costs for the portraits.

They have to go in something called overnight mail.

Overnight mail, ooo.

Just when you thought the mail couldn't get any sexier.

Dad's an overweight male.

Is that kind of the same thing?

Wait.

Gayle needs to borrow more money?

Yeah, Linda covered the cost of the head shots for me.

She did?

Oh, it was nothing.

It was barely nothing.

It was $222.

It was?

Well, that-- no, no, it wasn't that much.

Here's the receipt right here.

Linda, can I talk to you in the kitchen.

No.