"This is good watermelon, isn't it?"

"Uh huh."

"I like it a lot."

"Me too... Momma, why we are whispering?"

"Because this is really good watermelon and if we talk out loud about it, then The Dormouse and Daddy might hear us."

"Oh."

"And if they hear us talking about this yummy watermelon, they might want some."

"Oh."

"So you know what we have to do?"

"No."

"We have to be ready. In case one of them comes around the corner and wants our watermelon."

"Yes! We be ready."

"And what do you say if they see our watermelon and want some?"

"I don't know."

"You say, 'Back off, punk, I'll fight you for it!'"

"Oh! OK."

"Got it?"

"Yeah... Momma?"

"What?"

"Should I tell that to Daddy?"

"Sure."

::runs around the corner and yells down the stairs to The KingofHearts, who was not listening to the conversation and has no idea that we even have watermelon:: "Daddy!"

"What?"

"If the bees want our watermelon, we have to fight a kitty."