Petrie: Um...might wanna excuse me for a second. All this clear fizzy water (Sprite, Sierra Mist, or 7-Up; your choice) me drink on the way here making me need to go pee-pee like Thundering Falls!
Cera: Well, don't announce it to the world, beakbrain! Just go and leave us out of it!
Petrie: Okay...got it...
(Petrie hops off of Littlefoot's back and begins to find a relief spot. Seconds later, however, before he is even out of sight, a puddle forms and expands around his lower region.)
Petrie: Uh...me not make it...sorry.
Rest of gang:
