(The Tallest turn the screen off and now we're at the Massive.)

Red: Let's do it!

Purple: But why!? That would be helping Zim and that's bad.

Red: Just listen. We do it right? And I know what flew over cows-

Purple: Clouds!?

Red: Yes those. And what happens after it flies over clouds.

Purple: Yeah, what?

Red: Without "typing'" Zim's name we could make it something else, like I dunno', cheese, and have it blow up for no reason whatsoever!

Purple: Oh! Zim's the cheese! And he wouldn't know! It'd be like making fun of Zim without using his name!

Red: (nods) That's right.

(The Tallest turn on the screen and see Zim licking an ice cream cone.)

Zim: Mmmm... (he looks like a Smeet having ice cream)

Red: Um...Zim?

Zim: Oh! (throws ice cream behind him) I see you have made up your minds, my Tallest! So is it a yes?

Purple: Yeah. Send it already, Zim.

Zim: Right away my Tallest! (salutes and sends the story, which gets there in five seconds on an Irken fax machine since I'm bad at thinking of technological thingies.)

(The Tallest take it from an Irken fax machine, point to it and wave. Zim doesn't understand and waves back very slowly. The transmission is cut and Zim gets another ice cream cone.)

Zim: You can leave now Dib.

Dib: (confused) You're letting me go-That easily!?

Zim: I had no intentions of capturing you in the first place. I will though, later-much later. Now I have to download some stuff into the computer.

Dib: (he didn't get the tape) But-I didn't get to finish the picture!

Zim: (annoyed) Oh, that. (sigh) Very well, but you had better hurry, or I will keep you as my human test subject today.

Dib: (scribbling) Is it okay if I get out of this lab to draw upstairs?

Zim: (thinking out loud) Hmmm, he may wreak havoc, spy, or do something up there. (looks at Dib) Fine, I'll let you go. Gir, keep a close eye on Dib.

Gir: (sticks his eyes on Dib's head) Like this!?

Zim: No Gir, not like that. (Gir falls down and cheers) Just watch him and if you do it right, I'll give you a cookie.

Gir: Okey dokey!

(Dib follows Gir to the living area.)

Zim: (Drops ice cream…again) Computer, I'm going to install that new software that just came out, so I can be more advanced than before!

(If the computer could sweat, it would.)

Computer: Um...how about in five minutes?

Zim: (raises eye) Why would I do that, when I want to be more amazing right now?

Computer: …