"Eh, uh, wha...?" Ice King Mutters as he flutters in the air a little beyond his doorway. He turns back to the cat that had just come out of his ceiling and asks, "Hey, cat person... which way do I go? This is really embarrassing for me... I'M OLD OKAY! DON'T JUDGE!" One of Ice King's ice attacks disperses from his hand on into the air, having flailed his hand in frustration.