Let me illuminate to you the precarious situation in which you have found yourself. I am...

Nani:

Lilo! There you are, honey face! This is Mr..."Bubbles". Mr. Cobra Bubbles:
Nice to meet you. Lilo:
Your knuckles say "cobra"..."Cobra Bubbles"... you don't *look* like a social worker. Mr. Cobra Bubbles:
I'm a special classification. Lilo:
Did you ever kill anyone? Mr. Cobra Bubbles:
We're getting off the subject. Let's talk about you. Are you... happy? Lilo:
I'm adjusted. [Repeats what Nani is signing to her behind Bubbles' back] Lilo:
I eat all four food groups, and look both ways before crossing the street... and take long naps... [Nani pumps her fist in triumph] Lilo:
and get Disciplined? Mr. Cobra Bubbles:
Disciplined? Lilo:
Yeah! She disciplines me real good. [Nani holds out here hand in "stop" gesture] Lilo:
Sometimes five times a day! With bricks! Mr. Cobra Bubbles:
Bricks? Lilo:
Uh huh... in a pillow case... Nani:
Okay, that's enough sugar for you! Why don't you run along now, you little cutie. The other social workers just thought she was a scream. Thirsty? Mr. Cobra Bubbles:
Let me illuminate to you the precarious situation in which you have found yourself. I am the one they call when things go wrong, and things have indeed gone wrong