Can't say I'm too happy bein' here in Los Angeles. Never heard anything about Los Angeles bein' all full of them fairy tale imaginary friends. Now, I'm not saying anything, but most of you people here don't smell human at all.
I reckon I'm going to have to find a way out of this place. See, I've got something important to do. But, while I'm searching, I reckon I gotta take care of myself. Find myself a coin dealer, and a place to stay.
Then maybe I'll go fishing. You folks like fishing?