Largo

Katie: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Emilee: Dear Ed...

Katie: Oh well... back to the prop guy auditions...

Emilee: Read off our candidates, my dear Zazie!

Zazie: But I'm just the sound effects guy!

Katie: That you are. Now READ!

Zazie: Fine. The first candidate for assistant prop guy is... uh... what does that say?

Emilee: Dilandau! Come on out, Dilly!

(Dilandau walks on stage, cackling maniacally as 'Burn' plays in the background.)

Zazie: Our second candidate is... Tim. Who's Tim?

(A potato bounces onto stage. Kata-chan, Katie, and Emilee clap.)

Emilee: Tim is my telepathic potato who lives in the closet.

Katie: Yay Tim!

(Tim makes happy noises.)

Katie: Yay!

Emilee: The story of Tim is a long and sad one...

Katie: We're already telling a story! Maybe Tim can be on Biography next.

Emilee: Yay!

Zazie: (impatiently) On to the next candidate... Al Gore!

(Al Gore walks onto stage.)

Wufei: *gasp* I thought I killed you! You were dead!

Gore: No. I only appear that way.

Wufei: Oooooooooo-kay...

Katie: And we'll be right back with the results of the votes!

Emilee: Is it just me, or are there a lot of commercials on this show?

And now... a word. From our sponsors. Yeah. That's it.

(Scene: A courtroom. Wolfwood is wearing a judge's wig.)

Wolfwood: So, defendant...

Legato: The urge...

(All the Gung-Ho Guns burst through the door singing "He's got the urge...")

Legato: I've got the urge to herbal!

Gung-Ho Guns: NATURAL BOTANICALS!

Wolfwood: I didn't say anything about the urge.

(Music stops. Everyone freezes.)

Legato: Oh.

Knives: Since I'm legally obligated to be in this commercial, here I am.