INT. APARTMENT — MORNING
Sunlight filters in. The chaos has settled.
AGUMON sits politely on the counter, tail swishing.
Charlie squints.
CHARLIE
That's a lizard.
FRANK
That's not a lizard.
CHARLIE
That's a lizard that went to college.
AGUMON
Hi.
Charlie gasps.
CHARLIE
It talks.
FRANK
That doesn't help.
They feed it garbage. Beer foam. Cheese. Cat food.
Agumon loves it.
CHARLIE
He likes trash, Frank.
FRANK
That means he's resilient.
CHARLIE
No. That means he's ours.
Agumon stiffens.
AGUMON
Something's wrong.
He waddles toward the door.
They follow.
CUT TO BLACK.