Harold Buttowski: all right, Bluey start playing the piano right now Bluey: music is not my thing Harold Buttowski: it is now Bluey: But I really don’t wanna play the piano. It’s hard you’re just exaggerate. (Until Bluey saw the mess she made, when she was doing stunts with kick Buttowski) Harold Buttowski: Ahem (Bluey sits near the piano and then she comes up with an idea. She put a cardboard box on the seat, paint it and then takes arms and legs from a stuffed animal and then she tapes it on the cardboard box then for ears, she used pizza slices from the pizza box and then she glued them to the cardboard box, and then she turned on the radio, and it played the same piano music) Harold Buttowski: wow I think Bluey’s doing great (And then the music added strings) Harold Buttowski: it even has strings (Then Bluey tried to sneak out, but failed because the music added drums) Harold Buttowski: and drums? Wait a minute. (Until Bluey reaches the door Harold grabs her) Harold Buttowski: nice try Bluey: come on Harold why are you forcing me to play the piano I don’t wanna play it Harold Buttowski: Bluey, I’m not gonna tell you again, start playing the piano Bluey: well, how about you make me bitch