Transcript:
Poncho: Okay, I've spiked the punch, poured water on the paper plates to make them soggy, and planted some strategically places land mines on the floor. The scene is set.
Poncho: The guests are here!
Poncho: Godspeed, little ball bearing...
The left panel shows the goodies are already on display, Poncho’s nose must be in overdrive. How come he hasn’t already knocked some of them on the floor, accidentally of course. Or bring in the cats to blame.