ARTHUR: Little fish, little fish, wont you jump in my beak? For you are the breakfast-y treat that I seek. In rivers, or lakes, or even this creek... there's no better snack in the world - you're unique!
ARTHUR: You're fantastic! Delicious! And your form is so sleek! Like a... um
ARTHUR: ...Like an ikea chair that's been built out of teak. SHELDON: Strong finish, Lord Byron.