Peter: grr (eyes glow red) i need to get outta here before i hurt someone (teeth sharpen)
(you hear gorging in mad gasters basement)
Ben: mmm! dad coe down here its like a feast!
Peter: nah gr ill p-pass

mad gaster: no
I have nothing edible besides human meat, but I don't eat humans
I'm not that insane

Ben: wont sir (runs to his basement)
Peter: Jesus (keeps composure about the smell of blood) do you have beet juice or something? The smell is really strong..

mad gaster: sure... just don't eat the woman in the coffin
she was the love of my life

Ben: can the bodies in your basement be my dinner?