Rappig
Woman: I would like for you to look for my escaped rappig. I want to serve it roasted at my wedding.
Gilbert; ...Fine. We'll do it.
Raphial: *Depressed* The rappig... they're going to cook and eat it...?
Gilbert: Yeah. It's kinda a bit sad huh?
Vladimir: *Pat Raphial's shoulder* There's nothing we can do about that. It's just circle of life.
Raphial: *Hug her bag, being serious* ...Could we...switch it for a piggit...?
Gilbert & Vladimir: *Serious* ...You wanna kill all of the wedding attendees...?
Piggits: A pig with rabbit ears. Very poisonous.
