Corduroy

[In Corduroy's imagination, he went to a dark, cool cave until he meet a friendly bear.]

Corduroy:
Uh, hello?

Bear:
[gasping] You're a bear!

Corduroy:
Uh-huh! [gulps] You're not going to eat me, are you?

Bear:
No, of course not. I thought you might like to sit and have some tea and muffins with me. [sighs sadly] Oh, it's because I look scary, isn't it?

Corduroy:
Are you?

Bear:
No! I'm perfectly nice! [off-screen] I've been practicing laughing and smiling, [on-screen] so if anyone came and visited me in my dark, cool cave, they wouldn't be afraid! But hardly anybody anybody ever comes to visit me. [growling] See why?

Corduroy:
Uh-huh.

Bear:
You don't think I look scary?

Corduroy:
Well, at first I did. Talking to you, I know you're not scary. Not scary at all!

Bear:
[looking at a refection of himself] What's inside is what counts, right?

Corduroy:
[to Bear] That's right!