"But dad! What if Zim does something while we're gone?!" whined Dib as they drove along. "Son, your unhealthy obsession with this 'Zim' child is becoming tedious. This trip is to get you some fresh air so that you'll see the light about real science!" replied Prof. Membrane, Dib's father. "Oh, c'mon! There's nothing interesting in Oregon! Gaz, help me out here!" Gaz just sat there playing Game Slave 3 not saying a word. "Gaz!"
"Son, when I was your age, I took a trip to Gravity Falls and it opened my eyes to how ridiculous the paranormal studies really are. Once we get to the Mystery Shack, you'll see that this is all hokum."
"It's not hokum! Zim is an alien! I'm not crazy!"
"Son, once you see the exhibits at the Mystery Shack, you'll see how insane that sounds."
Dib sat back in his seat and looked out the window. Immediately, a large beast passed through the shadows of the forest. "Dad! Did you see that?!"
"See what?"
"That largeā¦thing! It just ran through the forest!"
"Probably just a squirrel."
"A squirrel?! Squirrels aren't that big!"
"No, but your head is," snarked Gaz.
"My head is not that big!"
