Narrator: A first, a final, an only kiss. . .
Jevee Ceeta: Tagon, it was good working with you. I'm sorry you and I ended up on different sides.
Narrator: It's made much simpler by the fact that one of the parties is currently paralyzed.
Jevee Ceeta: Whoa. . . That was some kiss, Captain.
Tagon: I'm free.
Breya & Tagon: Truce.
Tagon: Headcount! There were three goons! Three! Where's the third one!
Schlock: Yum?
Narrator: Food that talks is not food, but the goon never said anything, so it's okay, right?