"Thank you for all your help. You are very kind. I can't wait to try this on the Master."
Tramp nodded casually, though his heart swelled with pride that he had made a new friend, even if he was a little ill at mind. Whenever he made a new friend, he felt a little less lonely.
I wonder where he is. I would like my breakfast. I am very hungry."
"Oh? Just fine the nearest trash can, what I always do. Don't think of it as trash, think of it as fine Garbage," Tramp said, putting a little french accent onto the Garbage to make it sound like a fancy meal.
"Ahhh, hamburgers, slices of pizza, half eaten hot dogs, it's the finest the street has to offer! I only wish there was a Tony's around, ah, sweet Paris, those were the days. I find this joint just as great I suppose."