[ The lice is like Marshall Street's herpes. Or something. Your analogy made more sense. America will start unwrapping the pie and staring at it. ]

What is it?

[ Setting it aside for now on a dryer. ]

I'm gonna have these all fixed up and get the water heater fixed up and we'll all have laundry! Japan's gonna help me bring 'em down to the basement. He can't carry anything, 'course, but it's scary down there and I don't wanna go down alone.

[ Jealous yet? Of course not. By the way, there's a pile of crystals over by the paints Edgeworth gave him for his birthday. ]