Zim was sitting on the couch with the phone to his Ear, or whatever he uses instead, while the phone range.

There was a click and a voice.

"US Patent Office."

"I would like to get a patient."

"You have to visit in person with your invention. Also, it's called a patent, not patient."

"Whatever. So, when can you send me my patient?"

"It's a patent and you have to come in person."

"Fine! I you won't send it to me, I'll go over there and take it from you!"

"That's what you're supposed-" Zim hung up.

"Gir! Get out here. Were going on a trip."

Gir shot out of the toilet on a snowboard. He did a back flip in the air and landed. "We're doing what to who?"

"Pay attention! We have to get to the US Patent Office. Go get me a map." Zim sat back on the couch while Gir looked around. After some time he brought one back, but

"Gir."

Gir's eyes turned red and he saluted. "Yes, Master!"

"This," Zim held up the map. "is a map of Happy Land."

Gir gasped, "We're going to Happy Land?!?"

"Gir! Find me a real map."

"Okay!" He came back with a map of Urk.

"Rrraagh! I'll find it myself!"