Oh, this restaurant is so fancy.
Even the silverware's made of velvet.
Ooh.
Nothing's too good for my puffy kids.
Madame and Monsieur, your menu.
Prices!
And what would mademoiselle desire?
I don't know.
What do you think, Krebsy-websy?
The water looks delicious, Puffcake.
Such a kidder.
Monsieur and I will have the kelp consomme to start.
To start?
Followed by the sargasso salad.
And the sweet and sour algae.
May I suggest the Coral Jubilee for dessert?
It's our most expensive item.
Oh, yes.
We must try that, Eugene.
We'll take two.
Yeah, sure.
Of course.
Excellent choice, mademoiselle.
Soon something cramps.
You're gonna go broke.
I'll get soup all over me nice suit, and our meal will be free.
Oh, no.
I've got one last thing to try.
Waiter, there's an eyelash in me suit.
Oh, my dear, how revolting.
Yeah.
SpongeBob?
Oh, bonjour, Mrs. Puff.
Mr. Krabs said if I came along, we'd all get a free meal.
Eugene!
This is so embarrassing!
Wait!
Your bill, sir.
Do you take Krusty Krab coupons?
No!
Huh?
Oh, no, don't go, sweetie pie.
It's so sorry.
Once again, you've ruined our whole evening by being cheap.
I thought you cared about me.
I do.
I'll make it up to you, honey biscuit.
Tomorrow night at my house, we'll have the most romantic and fancy type meal you ever tasted.
Alright, but it had better be perfect.
Or else!
Mr. Krabs, you forgot your soup.
SpongeBob, I got another little job for you tomorrow night.
The next evening.
I love working free overtime!
Like I love the sweet embrace of death.
Get inside, you two, before Puff sees you!
SpongeBob, you're cooking a fancy pants dinner for me and Mrs. Puffs.
I came prepared, Mr. Krabs.
Fancy pants for a fancy meal.
SpongeBob can't cook anything but grease trap Mark.
He's not a gourmet like moi.
I can cook fancy food.
I once made a Krabby Patty with three buns.
You make a good point, Squidward.
That's why you're gonna use your highfalutin knowledge to supervise him.
Of course.
Pearl, you're serving the food.
But, Daddy, I was planning on staring at my phone tonight.
This place is ancient.
How are we supposed to cook anything with this junk?
What are you talking about?
This is high quality Navy surplus here.
Oh!
So, maybe it's a little outdated.
Now just get cooking!
And the dinner had better be fantastic, or else!
Ooh, me lady fair is here.
Ooh, what's this do?
Good evening, me dear.
May I say you look lovelier than a stack of twenties.
Oh, Eugene.
You know how I love it when you compare me to folding money.
Me daughter Pearl will be our server tonight.
How sweet.
Ooh.
The sparkling cider is extra fizzy tonight.
You just relax, Pufkins, while I consult with me very expensive private chefs.
All right, hurry up, you cheap slop-slingers.
Get the dinner on the table.
Here, even a simpleton like you can make a salad.
And it better be fancy.
Oh, I hope I can make it fancy enough.
How's this?
Oops, can't forget the salad dressing.
It looks wonderful.
It kind of does, doesn't it?
Hey, not bad.
But it's not good enough for my puppykins!
Oh, Eugene!
How gallant!
I'll just go check on the next course.
Oh, my!
What in the name of all that's greasy are you doing in here?
Salads ain't supposed to have bubbles!
Squidward, you're supposed to be watching him!
Don't ruin this dinner for me!
What did you put on that salad?
No good grief, this is dish soap!
I thought those salads had a fresh, lemony scent.
Go back to cooking, you numbskull!
Oh!
Nothing fancy enough for you!
It looks beautiful!
Still not fancy enough, are you?
Still not fancy enough for me fancy lady!
You don't have to be so rich just to give me some food!
Okay, I'll just go check on the main course then.
You two had better come up with something tasty or you're both double fired!
So we're fired from being fired?
Does that mean we're hired?
Yes!
Then you're triple fired!
No!
Just make something edible!
Hey, that actually smells tasty.
Hooray!
I...
SpongeBob!
Just let me check the quality, my dear.
Let go of my grub, Bob!
I'm famished!
That's not food!
That's SpongeBob!
Become a stopper!
Squidward, go long!
I don't want to!
Help!
Whoa!
That was delicious.
Uh, Fluffykins, I don't know how to say this, but... You ate SpongeBob!
Hey, a candle!
Oh, my.
I'm afraid you'll finally have to pass SpongeBob.
Oh, just take me to the doctor.
One operation later.
Three buns.
It's perfect.
But I'm still hungry.
Bon appétit.