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Saruman: "Eureka! Two chicken legs are equal to some cauliflower and a bit of batwing! I'LL BE RICH! ER!"
Or...
Grima only went into Saruman's room to get a book because he had to, and even then he tried to avoid looking at the wizard playing with his "Action Figures".
S: Rarr, rarr! I'll get you, Talonman! *in a deeper voice* Not today, Birdbrian! Let me introduce you to my new Destruct-O-Scale! *a higher voice* Nooooo!
Or...
Grima: So...the secret to your blasting powder is dried chicken legs?
Saruman: Exciting, isn't it? I can't tell you how pleased I was to discover that.
Or...
Grima: You had Khazad-Dûm Fried Chicken and you didn't tell me?!?
Or...
Saruman the Werewolf finishes off the last of the poor henwife's chickens.
Or...
Saruman Many-Colored, even though he had become rather destructive of the environment since his days at The White, retained the habit of always, always using the whole chicken.
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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