Pumba: Hey, Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumba, I don't wonder; I know.
Pumba: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.
Pumba: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumba, with you, everything's gas.