Laurance: *Writing something with a crayon*
Garroth: LAURANCE! Is that a WEED!?
Laurance: Wha-? No, this is a crayon.
Garroth: I'M CALLING THE POLICE!
*enters 911 into microwave*
911: 911, what's your emergency?
Laurance: *Questions life.*

I feel like Garroth would do that...

I don't have ideas. Halp.