I love you so much, Gary.

Meow.

I'll never forget the day we met.

I'm- ow! Oof!

Ready!

Meow.

Hello, little snail. What's your name?

Meow.

Gary, huh? Do you want to be friends?

Me too!

Gary, I'm home!

Gary?

Gar-bear?

Gary?

Gary?!

Have you seen Gary?

No.

Nope.

Nope.

Gary's been snail-napped!

Gaaarrryyy!

Friends don't let friends go on dangerous quests alone!

Yeehaw!

Hello!

Call me Sage.

Good name.

I'm made out of sage and I am a sage. So it works out pretty well.

I'm Patrick! My name means "toaster" in Celtic.

Pretty sure it doesn't.

The lost city of Atlantic City!

Boy, I hope we don't lose focus.

Look, I wouldn't worry about us losing-

Whoa!

Cotton candy! Ice cream! Churros!

Let it ride, Patrick! Let it ride! Wooo!

Put it on 'L'!

Patrick, that's not an 'L.' That's a seven.

Seven starts with an 'L'?

That's weird.

This is going to be like a buddy movie!

Oh, I love your sense of irony, Patrick.

Thank you, haha.

I love my sense of ironing too.