Tigger: Hey! Maybe Janet has something I could use to settle my stomach!
Tigger: Let's just check in the refrigerator.
Tigger: Hmm. Cheese, bottled water. Giant frozen thing in a pan, I
wonder what that is.
Tigger: Milk! Just the thing!
Tigger: Ahhh. That's much better.
(Have you noticed how all of Janet's stuff says "Intermedia" on it?)
Tigger: Ooh, just a little bit left at the bottom there.
Tigger: Oh, crap.
Friends are always willing to lend a hand.
Pop!
Tigger: Oh, dear. Now I have an upset stomach AND a headache. I'm
going to bed.