[[Louis takes Ed's hand]]

Louis: To bring in business is good.  But to go abroad, leave you unprotected.

Ed: Come on, Cappy, we'll be fine.  You-know-who doesn't know we're here
Ed: and she won't be looking for the Electric Puppet Theatre.

[[The amulet begins to change]]

Bubbe: Is true.  Not so high the peril, and better our eyes should roam.

Jersey: An' Ed and me can cook!

[[The amulet has morphed into an insectoid and is crawling unbeknownst from a stool onto the counter]]

Louis: Just so.  Alright, boychick, how by you is the arrangement?

Jean Racine: Mmm, perhaps three shows?  In, mmm, two weeks hence?