"No thank you," Rex politely declines her invitation to love himself, his embarrassment still increasing. Skin as white as his hides a blush as much as a handkerchief would hide Rex, going a spectacularly bright red. This happens to be one of those emotions that does not translate well to Indrik. Indrik does love himself, far too much.

So he lifts his head proudly and unleashes a 'meep-honk-meep' in the exact timing of 'I like me!' It's probably a coincidence.

It's also about this time the bench snaps right down the middle, so everyone's getting dumped on top of Indrik.