Juni: Sam, I know it's been hard on you the past round, but I hate waking up alone. Please come home.

Sam: We'll see. Cynthia needs me too, you know.

Juni: Could she stay with us?

Sam: What, with all her myooling pups? You'd-

<<plick>>

Sam: What the...

Sam: Take cover!

Juni: Aah! This is why I'm so paranoid!

Sam: So not the time for "I told you so!"

Sam: [[calling someone]] Yes, this is Sam Roarke. I have a situation with an unknown assailant. Rooftop sniper, I think.

Sam: Yes, that would be nice. We've already taken cover.

Juni: Where is the shooter? Can you take it out?

Sam: Unlikely, even if I had my gun with me.

Juni: Don't you always have it with you?

Sam: Not when I'm taking care of pups!

Sam: Anyway, this was just a short walk.

Juni: And yet you brought your data node. Did you expect you'd need to "take a call" or...?

Sam: What?! It was only that one-

Sam: I can't believe you're criticizing me for that right now!

Duchess: We are near the landing site. Prepare for descent.

Womble: Yes, Duchess.

Announcer: And so, without further ado...

Duchess: Good afternoon, shareholders. It is my pleasure to address you all today.

Duchess: As you probably know., it has been ten years since my father left the corporation in my control.

Duchess: In that time, we have seen many successes, and many failures. Most of all, we have learned a lot.

Duchess: Now, please, please, please don't get mad, but I spent all the money on an ice cream party.

Duchess: Unfortunately, nobody else showed up for it 'cause I forgot to send out invitations, but it was lots of fun.

Duchess: So in summary, all your stock is now worthless.

[[The Duchess waves and the Womble drops its wig as the hot-air balloon lifts off.]]

Womble: Begging your pardon, Duchess, but who were those people?

Duchess: Heck if I know.