Presley is slow to respond to this bizarre scene, and it becomes apparent he's more distracted with whatever's going on with his right ear. He should feel wistful or comforted by the sight of him snuggling with his friends, but all he sees is Bear and Coriander's horror. And they're right.

"I hate this," Presley declares, one hand still pressed to his ear. "I am officially moving out next year."