Orange Conegirl: “D-don’t hurt me, I-it’s me!”

Madstache Coneman: “Lass? What cracking transformation you’ve undergone!”

Orange Conegirl: “It is? Yes it is!”

…They enable madwomen.

Conegirl Enchantress: “Aha, what a gormless looking candykin, perfect!”

Conegirl Enchantress: “Excuse me sir, but how would you feel if I turned you into a heep?”

Chocolate Mousse: “Do I get horns? How big of a heep are we talking?” What the Enchantress had forgotten was the sort of denizens that Elcon was filled with.