SMM- Don't you think you're being a bit melodramatic here Wednesday? It's just salsa.
Wednesday- WHAT!?!? The man said there is no salsa! Show some compassion man.
As he says this he slaps SMM to knock some sense into him.
SMM- You're lucky we're teammates or I'd've hit you back.
Wednesday- And you're lucky I'm too distracted with the current salsa crisis to slap you around some more! Now as I said before LETS GO!
Fused, Dogg, Wednesday, Hybrid, and The Time Trust all race out the door leaving behind Spandex Monkey Man.
SMM- Well, if you can't beat em join em I suppose...
He shrugs and begins to follow the rest of the team to the store.
Centurian walking into the living room- Hey guys I'm not late for the meeting am I? And who's the chick in CJ's old room? Guy's? Hey, where'd everyone go?
