Charlee: “Hey, so this real estate talk has been fascinating and all but where is Papa Smurf? I need to talk to him about my brother.”
Realtor Smurf: “You smurfed Azrael into the village?! Have you smurfed your mind? Azrael is our secondary mortal enemy!”
Producer Smurf: “This isn’t Azrael. This is Charlee. I smurf around her house.”
Realtor Smurf: “You smurf around with Azrael?! That’s a new low even for you, Producer Smurf!”

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