Brrrreow, Kiteys! I iz gladd youse cud joyn me. I shure aint lukin furward ta enny ov dis, espeshully D*g City, but da Qwean is rippin her tale fethers owt ofur da missin' Grayl and allsoe da Prinsess Taffey. Prinse Jakkee iz all upsetted two, an haz bin wailin' efurry nite fur weaks. Ennywaze, dey tole me dere is a sekrut passaij in da sanshoowary heer, an if we folla it it wil taik us too da Big Owt! Soe, iff youse feal braiv enuff, jis folla me!