The Goddess (GC): {Walks into the Temple from Melissa's Apartment} What are you doing?

CL: Cleaning up.

GC: Don't you have underlings to do that?

CL: {Shrugs} They can't stomach the mess.

GC: I see. So, what are you going to do about the Dentist?

CL: What about Heresy?

GC: Club Pain has him and they're torturing him.

CL: And this affects me how?

GC: He's in the Vicious Circle, you're in the Vicious Circle...

CL: So that's supposed to bond us? I don't think we've had a VC meeting in months.

GC: High Priestess!

CL: ok, ok. Sheesh. What about the other VC'ers?

GC: Everybody's gone, except for Samantha who's... watching tv.

CL: Well why don't you just free him yourself?

GC: Puh-lease! It's more fun to watch you imbeciles interact by yourselves.

CL: Gee, thanks.

GC: You're welcome.

CL: Too bad Michael's on vacation. I could use the help of an underling.

GC: Oh, I know where he is! Let's go!

CL: I thought you just wanted to watch.

GC: Well, are you coming or not?

CL: *Sigh* {Follows the Goddess}

Beauty Solon. Leicky, Proprietoress.

[It's gotta be done by now!]

CL: What makes you think Michael's here?

GC: Elementary, my dear High Priestess. The High Priest's favorite number is 37, and this is 37th on the list of places I would expect to find him. It's his subtle way of being "available" while on vacation.

The Goddess and Cal walk into the too-brightly-lit place. Garish neons clash with 60's pastels in an orgy of bad color coordination. Childhood paintings decorate one wall, with the other wall displaying a complete collection of Muppet dolls. A television is set up to play Voltron cartoons continuously (the one with the five lions, not the one with the million vehicles). As they step in a little alarm buzzer goes off.