Spandex- So wednesday, how long do we have to hold these untriumphant exit poses?

Wednesday- Long enough. But not TOO long!

Stupid Dogg- What does that-?

Wednesday- Uh-uh-uh. The chicken never pecks the seeds of despair...

JLR- What?

Wednesday- ...aaaaaaaand..... NOW!

Wednesday relaxes his pose and starts on walking again leaving the others behind.

Wednesday- Ooo! Old lady at 5 o'clock.

Fused- Ewwwww.... Wednesday. I can appreciate a hot mature woman as much as the next guy but once they cross over to granny-hooded-ness thats just plain sick.

Wednesday- No it's the old lady with the salsa! T3, how much time do we have left in the schedule.

TTT- Well minus the actual shopping and the shopping line we have exactly 2 minutes 45 seconds. And you know I'm still not getting nearly enough talk time.

Wednesday- Oh stop complaining wouldja! Look at Centurian. He never even gets to say anything unless it's about what time it is or how long he has to do something.

TTT- Hey you're right! Those should be my lines. Time is my area of expertise

Wednesday- Okay. With all this talking now how much time do we have left?

Centurian- 2 minutes and 37 seconds

TTT- What?!? Cent, stop stealing my lines!

Centurian- Sorry

Wednesay- Perfect just enough time!

Hybrid- Just enough time for what Wednesday?

Wednesday grins.

Hybrid- Wednesday so help me if you hurt that old lady-

Wednesday- Geez stop worrying so much man. I won't hurt her. But how do you feel about stealing from little old ladies?

Hybrid- Well I can't say I'm really a fan.

Wednesday- Too bad! Fused follow my lead.

The two heroes walk up to the old lady.

Wedneday- Excuse me ma'am. Would you like some help with your groceries?

Old Lady- Oh my. How sweet of you two. Thank you so much.

The old lady hands Fused the bag with the salsa and Wednesday a bag of bread and fruit. He keeps a straight face with his eyes fixed on the old lady as he tosses the bags up in the air screaming at Fused.

Wednesday- Now, Fused, now! Run away!

Fused and Wednesday bolt from the old lady and her spilt groceries.

Wednesday- Hahahaha! That'll teach her to mess with the JLR.

Registered Member- The who?

Wedneday- Wha- Oh right you don't remember. Well don't bring that up right now! It's a subplot for later!

Stupid Dogg looks at the old lady slightly confused and trying to pick up her bags.

Stupid Dogg- You're horrible Wednesday... But hey at least we got the salsa!