Tuesday November 7, 2000
Jailer1:It's arraignment time. Go get the whisk-monster out of cell four. And this time let's not let him escape.
Sign:Processing Desk Notice
Jailer2:Cell four. That's the one he's sharing with the maser-wielding flying robot, right?
Ennesby:No time to chat, mister gaoler. You know how it is, things to see, people to do.
Jailer2:You want I should try to restrain them?
Jailer1:Of COURSE I want-
Sign:The jailer is on fire.