I tell her to take a moment to appreciate the hugeness of the universe and all the many suns and the wide expanse of the mountains and the sky and the deep earth beneath us and she says yuh-huh she has done that.

I ask if she wants to kill a bunch of people and she says she is wondering what Giant Egg would do.

I tell her Giant Egg would appear and cause everyone to reassess their life choices.

Charlie says no that is Giant Egg and she is talking about the negative energy Giant Egg from the dimension of purest evil and I say I’m pretty sure that negative energy Giant Egg would do exactly the same thing because that is Giant Egg and she says yes that is quite true and then she says that she is not Giant Egg and she would very much like to murderize the shit out of a lot of bad guys now and I say that is fine and she says okay.

Lucille takes off his knife suit and sits there in his appalling undies and Charlie cries onto his chest hair until it is matted with snot and really I do not know what to say about that.

Rex makes comfort food. The comfort food is bad. It turns out Rex is great at eating and terrible at cooking and bad comfort food is not comforting at all.

Saul takes the bad food away and comes back with crispbreads and cheese. They are Swiss so they are amazing. Everyone eats rotted bovine lactation and compressed wheat.

Doc does not speak at all but I can feel her eyes the whole damn time and I look back and I tell her yes. On the HOMER board all the things in her page have little green ticks next to them except the security guy who has to be fresh. I go to the board and look at my page. I feel like a dick looking at Banjo Telemark’s joke page while Charlie is weeping but there are jokes and there are jokes and this one has a great punchline. There are many many words on my page and little drawings and some helpful remarks from my people, which are not hugely helpful, and someone has drawn a forest of trees with male genitalia instead of fruit but even so it is possible to see that Banjo Telemark has bought or rented—

Two large bulldozers

Colored smoke (red green yellow blue brown)

Many tons of recyclable traditional copper cowbells (heavily oxidized)

Many tons of recyclable aluminum auto paneling from expensive consumer vehicles

Professional-grade pyrotechnics to a value of one hundred thousand francs (assorted pinks and purples, some gold scatter)

Ten 3,000-watt equivalent searchlights with generator systems for exciting nighttime displays

A concert sound system of epic loudness I do not even know how many zoinks or wallabies it emits and I do not care it is too loud.