Beatrix: >Ah< This certainly hits the spot!
Logan: There they are. Let's go ask them.
Frederick: Are you sure we should? It might seem a bit impertinent.
Logan: You've always wondered about it. The only way to find out is to ask!
Barbara: What's up, boys?
Logan: Could we ask you a question?
Beatrix: Sure! Ask away...
Logan: Go ahead, Frederick. Ask them.
Barbara: Would you like a glass of lemonade first to loosen you up?
Frederick: Ahem, well, ah, we couldn't help noticing that
you Gotz girls all have one leg that's longer than the other.
Beatrix: Everyone does, you know.
Logan: Yeah, but all you girls have one leg that's waaaaay longer than the other.
Frederick: > Ok, you didn't need to emphasize it like that! <
Barbara: No offense taken, dearie. There's actually a very logical explanation!
Beatrix: Yes, you see our ancestors are from Switzerland, land of the Alps.
By having one longer leg, we're able to stand on the side of a mountain without falling over.