Friday September 9, 2005
Book 7: Emperor Pius Dei
Part I: Big Schlock, Little Schlock, What Begins With Schlock?

Transcript

Legs:We're in the Officer's Mess now.
Andy:I don't see any Ovalqwik, imitation or otherwise.
Elf:There's a Company Mess just below the conning tower. It's maybe five minutes away from your current position.
Legs:Does that time estimate of yours take into account the "no lights" and "no power to the lifts?"
Elf:Okay, call it fifteen minutes then.
Andy:I bet it would be faster to take our charter shuttle to the nearest General Digestibles factory outlet.
Legs:Whether or not they have one on this planet.