WESLEY: Angel, what happened?
PUPPET ANGEL: I'm not sure. I went over to Smile Time last night, and I think their office is under some kind of spell. I could feel it trying to get at me. I—I shook it off, but then I met this guy with a towel over his head, and something exploded! I woke up like this. Ugh.
WESLEY: Clearly some sort of hex... or a—a powerful warding magic.
LORNE: Maybe it's some type of puppet cancer.
PUPPET ANGEL: I do not have puppet cancer! Come on, guys. This is a serious situation. I'm a puppet, and there are children's lives at...
(gasps as he glances at the clock) Hey, it's Smile Time!
(hurries out of his chair toward the television set; tries to turn on the TV via remote control)Hmm...
(grumbles as he fumbles with the buttons; beats the remote on the table petulantly) Stupid plastic piece of crap!
(panting, notices everyone's staring at him) What?.
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