- The Widow Twanky: Come on, girls! Hurry along! Too many bubbles can make you go blind!
- [sees Cupcake and Autolycus]
- The Widow Twanky: Cupcake? Is this-- gentleman bothering you?
- Cupcake: Oh, no. I was just stroking his poodle.
- The Widow Twanky: [to Cupcake] You hardly know him. Now, run along. You're dripping all over the floor.
- Cupcake: I never thought a sm-- small-town girl like me would be lucky enough to find a swell guy like you. Most men lie-- and steal-- and lead double lives. But it's different with you.
- Cupcake: I'm so sorry.
- Autolycus: Think nothing of it, my dear. Why, the world is just a chaotic stage, just teaming with activity. A little bump-and-grind here and there is to be expected.
- Cupcake: Well, gee-- I never thought of it that way, Mister. I guess you're right.
- Autolycus: Why, where are my manors? Huh! I forgot to introduce myself. Pharsiferus Von Baklava, Esquire, at your service.
- Cupcake: Ahh! Golly! I have never had an esquire at my service before. I'm Cupcake. Oh-- is that your dog?
- Autolycus: Why, yes it is. Cupcake, meet Creampuff. I named her after my greatest culinary creation.
- Cupcake: You-- invented the Creampuff?
- Autolycus: I certainly did. I own a string of bakeries all across Greece. Oh, gods forgive me, but I am a slave to my sweet-tooth.
- Cupcake: Ahh-- you don't say.
- Autolycus: Oh, I do-be-do-- but the money, the castles-- that can't mean a thing to me until I know all the animals of the world are safe and happy. I guess that's why I turned my gardens into a-- sanctuary for abused wildlife.
- Cupcake: You mean-- you care about animals that much?
- Autolycus: How could I not? Just look at that face.
- Cupcake: Oooh.
- Autolycus: There, there-- I rescued Creampuff, here, from a band of murderous pirates.
- Cupcake: Oh, my. That sounds so dangerous.
- Autolycus: It was, Cupcake-- very-- very dangerous.
- Cupcake: Oh-- wow. It's not every day that I meet an-- animal-loving, dare-devil, pastry mogul with a sweet-tooth like mine.
- Cupcake: [singing] Some girls die for diamonds. Some cats go for gold. But if you want the key to my heart, just listen to what you're told. I don't need tons of jew-els-- Rings and things are meant for foo-ools. To make our two hearts meet, Feed me something sweet. I crave lots of candy. Cookies and cakes are dandy. Let me lick your lollipop, And you can try my lemon-drop. So if you dip into my cookie jar, Then, Sugar-Daddy, we'll go far. Kisses and hugs just ain't enough. I want a bite of your cream-puff. Ooh! Don't make me repeat! Feed me something sweet. Feed me something sweet.