NARRATOR: Deep in the House Phica fortress...
TAGON: *shouting* KEVYN!
KEVYN: I'm sorry, Captain, just do what they say.
TAGON: I guess I'll have to. They shot my pistol right out of my hand!
SCHLOCK: It just goes 'clicky.'
PRANGER: Let's have some restraints for our guests, Steakly.
STEAKLY: Yes, Sir.
NARRATOR: Schlock is ushered into an armored bag.
TAGON: Go ahead, Sergeant.
NARRATOR: Manacles are supplied and slapped onto Tagon and Elf.
TAGON: Kevyn, you'd better have a good explanation for this.
NARRATOR: There's also a set for Kevyn
KEVYN: Hey, what's going on here, Pranger?
PRANGER: Oh, we've just got a few questions to ask. Simple stuff. I just need to know what you know, and how you know what you know.
PHICA: You seem awfully friendly with these assassins, Colonel.
PRANGER: Of course I'm friendly. It's far easier to restrain someone when they don't suspect that you're leading them off to be tortured.
KEVYN: I don't suppose I can get a refund?
PRANGER: No, but I tell you what... If I torture and kill you, I won't expect you to pay the outstanding balance.