Nibbles

Oh, I'm good, [pushes the plate towards Judy and Nick] but these guys look hungry.

Judy

Thank you for meeting with us. We believe snakes were framed for something in this journal, perhaps pertaining to—

Eat first, talk second.

Hey, guys! They ate it! [laughs as the other reptiles laugh and cheer] Look at their faces! I don't eat grubs! [takes the plate and puts it on a waiter's plate] Hermano, get me a scone! [Nick glares at Judy, who chuckles nervously] Okay, okay. [picks up the journal and inspects it] Hmm... Metal cover.

Judy

And what does that mean?

It means... [places his foot on the table] it's fancy. [stretches his toes, much to Nick's disgust] It also means the secret you're looking for is probably right on the cover. Somehow, vipers can see things in the metal, even under the paint. [slides the journal back to Judy]

Judy

This is Ebenezer Lynxley's original journal for the weather walls. Why would he hide a secret... for a snake?

I don't know, but it must've been big... 'cause a tortoise died for it.

Nick

I am guessing that it was... a slow death.

The fanging didn't just change how folks saw snakes. No mammal trusted any reptile after that. [looks at a few newspaper clippings on the wall about whether or not mammals should trust reptiles] That's why we all left, and that's when the Lynxleys expanded Tundratown the first time. [sadly] And it's happening again. The expansion is going here. Marsh Market will be buried in snow. We'll all get pushed out. Those lynxes will get more land, and there's no way to stop 'em.

Judy

What if the secret hidden in here could?

Then I would say: Holding it... puts the two of you in grave danger.