General Shang? General Hardhead, that's what they should call him! Everything's got to have a strategy!
Mulan?
The man won't brush his teeth without a backup plan!
Huh?
I blame myself. I fell for those broad shoulders. I didn't realize there wasn't much sittin' on top of 'em! [the dummy's head falls off accidently, then he gasps as he places it back on] Oh, except for that garlic breath... [no longer imitating] Ooh-whee! That boy can peel paint! Oops. [covers his mouth]
THAT'S ENOUGH! Where is she?
I am good!
MULAN!
Why hello, General. Out on night maneuvers?
General Hardhead? [makes a silly yet glaring face] Brushing my teeth?
Um, is something wrong?
I heard you, Mulan. Every word. [covers his mouth]
Every word of what?
Don't play coy, I saw you outside my tent.
What? I haven't left my post.
And I suppose you weren't gossiping about me with the princesses?
Shang, did that dip in the river get you water-logged? And - why are you talking with your hand over your mouth?
I wouldn't want to PEEL your PAINT! [angrily storms off while Mulan looks on, shocked]
Changing of the guard.
And next time, DON'T LEAVE YOUR POST! [angrily storms off again]
Hmph!
What's with him? [Fa Mulan angrily growls and leaves in frustration] What's with her? Who'm I talkin' to?

