Wow, you look a little stressed out, Georgie.

"You are carrying stress in your neck and face, Georgie. She's right. You really need to learn to relax."

"You really need to get away from my beak, Phoebe. Don't you have some crystals to hold or meditation to ohm?"

"Oh my. That's just the stress talking, Georgie."

"That's the beak talking, you flakey, granola-loving, tree-hugger. Now step off."

"Hmph. I forgive you, Georgie. Because I know your authentic self is hidden beneath that stress you're carrying. You should really try some yoga. It would help bring out your inner beauty and balance your chakras. It would really help you relax, I promise."

"Oh brother. Sigh... fine. I'll try it."

"That's good. Let's get started with a simple stretch."

"Reach for the sky. That's it. Stretch really big."

"How's this?"

"That's a good start, Georgie. Really reach high."

"Oh yeah, that feels good." (Petunia Peach, aka Nubbin)

"This is my power stretch."

"I'm stretching for a drink of water."

"Very good everyone. Now we'll move on to a full ballet extension. Be sure to keep your core muscles engaged."

"What muscles are my core ones?"

"I save my core muscles for eating pizza."

"Is it working yet? Do I look relaxed?"

"Wow. I'm like, totally relaxed here. That Phoebe, she's a good yoga instructor."

"She looks a little more relaxed, I think."

"Soooo relaaaaxed. I looove yoga."

"Hey guys? Can I disengage my core muscles yet? They're starting to hurt."

"Holding, holding, holding. How much longer?"

"Wow good workout, everyone. Very good effort."

"Hello? I think I'm stuck."

"Oh man, charlie horse! Hello... anyone?"