Sunday 7 March 2004

Narrator: A first, a final, an only kiss. . .

Jevee Ceeta: Tagon, it was good working with you. I'm sorry you and I ended up on different sides.

Narrator: It's made much simpler by the fact that one of the parties is currently paralyzed.

Jevee Ceeta: Whoa. . . That was some kiss, Captain.

Tagon: I'm free.

Breya & Tagon: Truce.

Tagon: Headcount! There were three goons! Three! Where's the third one!

Schlock: Yum?

Narrator: Food that talks is not food, but the goon never said anything, so it's okay, right?