Owen: I miss the way, Izzy said hello! By hoofing me, in the kiwis! I missed the daytime when Izzy moved so slow. Gwen: Ooh, Ooh. Owen: 'Cause other times, she'd get freaky! Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I...I miss you so! Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy. Why'd I ever let you go? Gwen: Actually, she kinda dumped you. Owen: I miss her smile, and the way she liked to bite on my arm, when there was trouble- Which was all the time. (laughs) Oh, I miss the way, she'd always say goodnight. Gwen: Ooh, Ooh. Owen: And boot me in the kiwis double! Ouch. Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I...I miss you so. Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy! Why'd I ever let you go? Why'd I ever let you go?
