Narrator: Meanwhile, back at Northport Dock One. . .
Para Ventura: How is it going, Lota?
Lota: This is inefficient, mistress. Lota needs more boxes at once.
Para Ventura: Pi, can you get the guys up there to pick up the pace a little bit? Or maybe a lot? They don't listen to me.
Pibald: They just need the right motivation.
Pibald: Chisulo! Andy! Drinks are on me if any of you can knock the robot down with boxes!
Para Ventura: Oh, wow. It's like a brown, pixelated waterfall.
Pibald: Just so you know, those drinks will be on you, not on me. I'm crazy, not eccentric.