Friday April 23, 2004
Tagon:Congratulations, General Hunnig. You are now the proud owner of a pair of elite human military officials.
Tagon:I've provided you with a dossier on each of them, including basic medical data and a list of their favorite foods.
Xinchub:General, if you know what's good for you, you'll give us our freedom immediately.
Tagon:The food goes in the noisy hole.
Hunnig:I'll be sure to always keep some on hand.