"People like having lots of stuff, I guess." Frisk doesn't entirely get that either. Some stuff is fine, but you can't exactly carry a huge TV or a ton of cool toys around when there's stuff to do, so what's the point?

"Met a couple cat monsters, too. They sold stuff. They were a little weirder than the dogs." Frisk finds they miss Catty (and Bratty) and Burgerpants sometimes, even though they didn't know each other very much. They were fun to talk to.

Their spoon idly taps against the edge of their empty bowl. "...sounds like...they were hyt--hyp--boxes with mind control? Like TV commercials but a lot worse." They don't care for how the subject makes Lucas look. "'F there are any ever here somehow, we can throw 'em off the edge."