Friday January 21, 2005
Book 6: Resident Mad Scientist — Part IV: Old Habits Die Hard


ELF: Anyway, I jumped over you, tackled Tagon and our target, and we hid behind the Odin-boots I'd been wearing.

The grenade you ate blew you up, but it left enough behind that you could grow back.  And you saved our lives.

SCHLOCK: I wish I could remember that.  I must have really liked you guys.

ELF: Either that or you really wanted to know what a plasma grenade tasted like.

SCHLOCK: I wish I could remember that, too.

ELF: Try the chef's curried habanero horseradish.  It's probably close.