Bailiff: Hey, watchit! Yer standin on my tail, there!

Daisy: I'm so sorry! (I thought it was a partially-digested hairball.)

Bailiff: I gotta git tha Queen's litterbox inta tha judge's chamber before she has an accident. She's been fidgetin around somethin awful all mornin!

Daisy: I'm sure.(I always knew she was full of it ! )

Bailiff: Pheeew! What's that smell? Did you get a whiff of that? Are ya wearin some fancy purrfume or what?

Daisy: Just a little touch of Chanel No.5 (Which can't begin to compete with the Canal No. 99 in that box!)

Bailiff: Uh oh! Here comes the judge! What was that I'm supposed ta say ta make em all stand up?

Daisy: All rise! (Who died and appointed you bailiff ?)

Bailiff: Oh yeah, that's it. I guess they heard you, so I don't hafta say it again, do I?

Daisy: No. (Hah! All rise. That's what happened to his brains--they all rose and flew out the top of his head.)

Bailiff: Shhhh! Tha judge is saying somethin. By tha way, where's tha donuts? An I could use a cuppa that Joe right about now!

Daisy: Help yourself. (Out the nearest window!)