Friar Lawrence had just climbed out of his hole when Ramya and the other heroes appeared seemingly out of nowhere. This bizarre event did not bother the friar greatly; after all, he had lived in Verona all his long life. "Back so soon?" he inquired. "Well," explained Stephanie, "We were going to rescue Dan and take down Escalus, but we found there were some… gaps in our logic."
"I knew that plan wouldn't work," muttered Pat R.
At this remark, the students began bickering, as they were wont to do. They started arguing about their lack of weapons, moved on to religion and politics, and finally wound up on Jim's rather erroneous recipe for !Hasta Pasta¡. At last, Caitlin took command. What her speech lacked in eloquence, it made up for in emotion and contractions. "THAT'S IT! I'M TIRED OF THE PLOT GOING IN CIRCLES! OF ALL THE CHARACTERS, I GET THE LEAST RESPECT, AND I'M SICK OF IT! WE'VE GOT A MADMAN ON THE THRONE OF VERONA AND IT'S OUR FAULT! NO MORE PLANS, IT'S TIME FOR AN ALL-OUT ASSAULT!" There was a standing ovation.
"Now, who's with me?" No one moved. In the back of the church, someone loaded a shotgun. "I am," said Mr. Hanna.
He strode forward. "You have my gun."
Mercutio rose drunkenly. "And my hic sword."
"And my bow!" cried Odysseus as he burst through the priceless stained glass.
"Very good," said Friar Lawrence, "You shall be the Fellowship of the Pasta."
Shortly after meeting him, you knew Mr. Hanna was not one you asked silly questions such as, 'How can you possibly be here?', or 'Where did you get that tie?'. You just didn't. He was a giant of a man, in height and in girth, whose knowledge of anything and everything was incomparable. If he couldn't save Verona from Pip, then no one could.
When the Fellowship left the monastery with dramatic music blasting in the background, the students had not left their stunned position. Romeo and Juliet made a hasty farewell as they went to find a suitable place for their honeymoon. Dazedly, our heroes wished them good luck. Friar Lawrence waited for them to leave, but eventually, he decided to sweep up the broken stained glass.