Right now , Timon was wearing a war helmet and was marching with the other soldiers.
Timon- So Lady Mink. Fancy meeting you here . Whaddya say we lose the crowd ? Oh me ? You know , I wear many hats. I guess you gave to call me a renaissance meerkat.
Male- Eyes right !
Every soldier turned to the right to face the queen , the general , and the lovely Lady-in-Waiting herself , Minerva Mink.
Boss Wolf- Beautiful. Just beautiful.
Minerva blushes as she smiles .
Boss Wolf- The precision. The Order.
Minerva- Uh !
She looks at Boss Wolf in disbelief and disgust. Timon starts to shout to her but , she doesn't pay attention to him.
Timon- Lady Minerva ! Lady Minerva ! Hey , it's me ! Remember Timon from the bar ? Lady Minerva ! Lady Minerva ! Lady Miner-- !
Mousey- ( waving ) Minerva , you must encourage the troops. Wave.
Minerva rolls her eyes and waves at the troops.
Timon- Oh. She sees me . Excuse me guys. I-I sorry . I just got a better offer . Could you excu-- ?
Male- Company , halt !
The soldiers stop and so does Timon. Then he sees Minerva and Mousey leaving the balcony. Timon tries to call out to her.
Timon- ( whispering ) Lady. Lady Minerva !
Male- ( to Timon ) Quiet ! Get back in rank !
Then a 40 year old lion with red mane , turns Timon around next to him. His name is Mufasa.