As the Noble Team pelican landed they exited with speed and ran to the nearest pub. It was called 'The Two Peas' and seemed like a rather splendid place to have a drink, they knew they should probably rest and take it easy if they wanted to be full of energy to visit the clock museum later on. They pushed open the large, wooden door and entered. It was a place of divine beauty and serenity. The barman soon introduced himself as Maxwell and they all shook hands and got real friendly, it was going to be a wonderful evening of calm conversation and dangerous amounts of alcohol.

Skullman smoothly shuffled towards the jukebox, he was brimming with excitement as the music started to play, for it was his old favourite song 'Riddles'. He loved the song so very much for it reminded him of his late mother, his mother had been in a terrible car accident and the only thing the doctors could do was transport her consciousness into a small porcelain cup. Skullman always treasured the cup but one day he dropped it after playing with some oil and it smashed, he tried to glue it back together, but everybody knows that the human consciousness cannot be merged with glue without data corruption.

Everyone was settled and Jorgio decided to go and get the first round of drinks. He wandered up to the bar and ordered four shots of some kind of heavy alcohol, but he began to receive strange looks from some of the locals and became uneasy, he soon became so uncomfortable that he placed paper over his eyes and pretended that nothing was happening. One of the locals approached Jorgio…

"You're not from around here are you?" The strange local muttered.

"Yes I am… not," replied Jorgio in an attempt to confuse the local.

The barman, Maxwell, then took out a double-barrelled shotgun (a must have for any barman) and pointed it at Jorgio.

"We'll have no confusion in my pub!"

Jorgio knew he had to leave, the gang were no longer welcome, but they had big, crazy space suits. The rest of the Noble Team Players stood up, looking as menacing as ever. The barman looked in horror.

"Oh god, they've got big, crazy space suits… Hey, you better get outta my pub!"

They refused, this was now a stand off. Maxwell grabbed his shotgun, Jun grabbed his big, crazy, space cannon, Jorgio grabbed his paper…

To be continued…