"Alright, before we break Zim out, we have to figure out how to make it so Sizz-Lorr can't chase us." Tak said to Dib, who was busy munching away on his Friggle-briskets. They were sitting behind an abandoned snack stand called 'Torgano's'.

"Yeah, okay. Did you know these things taste just like baloney with ketchup?" He asked, before being hit over the head by a very irritated Tak.

"Pay attention!" She growled.

"Fine, if you're going to get all snippy about it…" He muttered, crumpling up the bag containing the brisket and tossing it over his shoulder.

"That's more like it. Now, let's split up. I'll go track Sizz-Lorr, find out if he has a ship or something, you go find out how people get around on this grease pit. Let's meet back here in six hours." Dib nodded, and headed out. Tak wondered for a moment if it was a good idea to let him go on his own.

"Eh, not my problem if he gets into trouble." She shrugged, and walked over to Shloogorghs.

With Dib…

Everything was so…weird. The buildings, the signs, the travelers passing through, everything! He wanted to see it all, what with this being the first alien planet he had ever been on.

"No, wait! I have to focus on my mission! I can't get distracted!" He said, then noticed a souvenir shop. The allure of the overpriced T-shirts and tiny snow globes containing models of the planet was overpowering…

"Well…she did say that we had six hours…I suppose I can visit this one shop…" And with that, all will was lost. With a grin on his face, he charged off into the store.

With Tak…

Tracking Sizz-Lorr was easier than she thought. Especially since he mostly stayed in Shloogorghs the entire time. But four hours later of watching him order Zim around ('That should be me doing that, she thought.), he finally left.

Sighing in relief, she followed him. To her surprise, he didn't have a ship that would be able to follow them. Instead he had a pair of boots that had a mild jet in them, allowing him to jump high, but not strong enough to let him fly. Well, he did have one ship, but it was far too large and lunky to follow her high-speed custom-built. After some investigating, it looked like some sort of cargo ship.

Satisfied with her discoveries, she headed back towards the abandoned 'Torgano's'.

Later…

"Dib…what happened?" The Irken was shocked when Dib walked in, wearing a hat, T-shirt, and carrying a bag of stuff. All this had the words 'Foodcourtia' printed on them in magenta block letters.

"I…I don't know." He stammered, looking around him in a dazed manner. "But, I discovered a cab service run here called Snacky Cabs. It's the best place to go for fast travel. And they have great tours."

"How would you know that?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"…Brochures?"

"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter. Did you figure out how the ships were powered?" She asked, trying to ignore the blaring logo on his clothes. It was very distracting.

"I'm not entirely sure, but I think that they are all connected to the same powering system."

Tak nodded. "That makes sense. Nowadays, that's what most races are doing." The Irkens usually kept their ship power separate, to make it harder to sabotage them, but such inferior races as those that ran Snacky Cabs obviously weren't that intelligent.

"Alright Dib, let's go shut down those cabs." His face lit up at the prospect of getting to walk around some more. Eyeing him suspiciously, she said, "But we're taking the ship."

A/N: Ha ha, Dib has experienced culture shock! I had very much fun with Dib this chapter (I really don't like him much, but I really like writing him. Kinda the opposite as it is with Gaz. But, I digress. Just a warning, I may not be able to get in another chapter tomorrow, so you'll pretty much have to wait 'till next Friday.

Sorry! bows apologetically I have camp again this week.