Transcript for Monday, October 11, 2004
Narrator: The waiting has been uneventful, but not restful. Fortunately, it's now over.
Tagon: Petey's security taps are working like a charm. I've found our target, and he's on his way to the meeting.
Elf: This 'Phica' guy is paranoid even at home. He's surrounded by guards.
Tagon: All of who have little training, light shell-armor and propellant weapons.
Elf: Okay, so he's surrounded by a moving layer of ablative meat.
Schlock: Cut it out. You're makin' me hungry.