Lumiere: So you're dining with a beast / That doesn't mean you shouldn't feast!
Cogsworth: Let us handle reservations / Give your taste buds a sensation!
Defeccachi: Have your fill, eat more still / There's no need to slow your pace / After dinner, you'll be thinner / Once you sit down on my face!
Lumiere: Have some seconds? / Eat a lot!
Defeccachi: Then come meet your chamberpot...
Lumiere: We are trying to serve dinner!
Defeccachi: What, Defeccachi doesn't get to sing along? I'm a person too! Defeccachi didn't ask be a chamberpot!
Lumiere: None of us asked to be stuck in the forms of household items! But people are eating!
Defeccachi: So, Defeccachi only useful after dinner, eh? I get to live a solitary existence punctuated by people pooping on my...
Lumiere: I said people are eating!
[Defeccachi runs off crying]
Lumiere: Okay, let's just get through this dinner, so the Beast can bang this bitch... Belle? Where did Belle go?
[cut to Belle sitting on Defeccachi, pooping loudly]
Defeccachi: Ring a bell, sound a horn! / Looks like someone's eaten corn!
Belle: [annoyed] Does everything have to be a fucking song?