<Meeko, Captain Sammitch, and PenWing are their locker room.>

Meeko: So, we're clear on what's happening tonight?

PenWing: Crystal.

Sammitch: You sure this is how you want to play it?

<There is a knock at the door. Sammitch opens it. A dilivery boy is standing there with a boquet of lilies. Sammitch tips the young man and closes the door.>

PenWing: Who sent the lilies?

Sammitch: I don't know, let me read the card. "Dear Penwing, What's new? No hard feelings about me sending you into retirement, you stupid bastard. Love, King Snarf."

PenWing (calmly shaking his head): That sonavabitch. We are so going to kick some Bastardo butt tonight.

Meeko (smiles): Absolutely.

Marcum: What are those fools smiling about? They should be in mourning right now! King Snarf sent them lilies to help them do just that!

Monroe: Obviously, they see things differently from King Snarf! But what does Meeko have planned for the Bastardo Family?!

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