See Dad, I told you a MAN should've stayed here and kept an eye on the place.
Tracy lunges toward Walter and manages to get her hands around his neck before Claude grabs her.
All right now, HOLD IT, YOU GUYS!
I'm afraid Mickey's not very funny this time...but at least we know he's OK.
Why don't we go ahead and start dinner? He's bound to show up when he gets hungry enough.
(pointing to Tracy's neck)
Meanwhile, it wouldn't hurt you to take a shower.
Tracy starts inside as everyone unloads the groceries.
"It was around that time we all began to realize our troubles were a lot worse than we thought...I took a shower and Mickey's slime didn't wash off, and after dinner it started to itch, so Dad and Jerry took me to the clinic."