Littlefoot: "I don't hear anything or anyone. This looks like a safe place for us to smoke some weed."
*Others give off glares*
Littlefoot: "What?! Was it something I said?"
Ducky: "No way, Littlefoot! The last time we tried this, you got us busted, yep yep yep!"
Petrie: "Yeah! Me think Cera should pick smoke spot this time!"
Cera: "Uh, guys. Keep in mind my dad's a cop. If he were to catch us..."
Littlefoot: "Oh, alright. We'll save it for our next Mysterious Beyond adventure."
Spike (thinking): "Lord, how does he get us into these messes? He could at least provide treesweets."