Sprightly gnome isn't all too sure they've got the right house. It's looking a little small and closed off. Everyone else is deciding they don't have the heart to tell him to turn around, and are instead debating whether to knock on the door or just take the car. I mean, they were taking it either way, did it matter whether they had permission or not?
Round 1
Gnome 1: It's no use, I've looked everywhere and there's no heart or soul to this place.
Gnome 2: Have you knocked the door? After all gnome is where the heart is!
Round 1: Reliable Gnome: Man you've got to control your hunger, that's what got us into this mess in the first place! Laid-back Gnome: We found a place to bury the body, but Surprised Gnome is really freaking out you guys.
Passionate gnome: “All right, I’ve driven you to an abandoned desert property in the middle of the night—you guys need to launch into space or is this secluded enough for you?”
[General grumbling, murmurs of assent, the shuffling of sand as gnome feet take their places.]
Passionate gnome: “Great! Then we’ll do the whole flashmob routine again, from the top. Remember, the strongest weapon in our war against the witch is ART.”
laid-back gnome: "please stay away from that car sleepy gnome, you don't know where it's been..." sleepy gnome: "perhaps you're right laid-back gnome...this whole place looks like a job for sherlock gnomes..."
- “I’ve heard about the tale of the two children visiting a witch’s house made of candy! Do you think that house is made out of chocolate?”
- “Only one way to find out!”
