DM: ((Holds slinky)) (So my arch-nemesis, we meet again)

GC: Let's go.

Back on the Space Station...

LK: "By the power of Grayskull"? Ukla the Mok? Z'ha'dum?

CO: No. No. No.

LK: Diefenbaker? Ewok? "I pity the fool!"

CO: No. No. No.

LK: rewoT?

CO: Access code accepted.

LK: Woo hoo ((Bard dance))... That didn't take as long as I thought it would.

CO: By your command?

LK: Bring the weapon systems online. Target: New Cirra.

Ominous organ music.

LK: Did you hear an organ?

CO: ((Bad Mexican accent)) I hear nothing.

LK: ((Bad Mexican accent)) S'all right?

CO: ((Bad Mexican accent)) S'all right.

LK: ((Musing)) Reminded me of the organ at Pizza and Pipes. Anyway, prepare to fire.

Meanwhile, on New Cirra. The Gyft Shoppe to be more precise...

CL: Hi Trancer, what are you doing here?

Trancer (TR): I'm just filling in for Sherry. There haven't been any emergencies in the last few days and I was starting to get bored.

CL: So sitting behind a counter all day is not boring?

TR: I play with the toys when there are no customers.

CL: Oh, I see.

TR: What are you looking for?

CL: I want to get the Goddess a gift. I think she's annoyed at me.

TR: What, you're not doing a good job as her assistant?

CL: I never knew all the things an assistant had to do. Cook, clean, change the channels on the tv...

TR: Too much for you?

CL: Oh no! This is the best thing that's ever happened to me. Maybe even better than being High Priestess.

TR: What if Leicky comes back?

CL: She's not back yet! I'll think of something...