NARRATOR: Neosynchronicity...
ELF: Xeno Six! The Ring is firing on the city. You are under attack.
NARRATOR: Plute Plaza...
MURTAUGH: This is Xeno-Six Actual. We're heading for cover.
Our tower is fine. The Prole Factorifice is taking fire, and is too bright to look at.
ELF: Wait, which orifice?
MURTAUGH: I hope the person who named that building is inside it right now.