RIB
Part Seven
Astro and Marvin walked through the front entrance of the small hotel. Except for the nightclub located in the hotel's basement, which appeared to be a first class act, the rest of the establishment was a dive that you wouldn't want to spend the night in. There was a rather long line waiting to descend the staircase to the basement, where 'Club WTF' was giving it's patrons a wild time. The vibration of heavy metal acid rock shaking the floor below them. As they pushed their way toward the front of the queue a bouncer dressed in an electric day glow polyester zoot suit spotted them and yelled out.
"Hey, no robots allowed!", he yelled pointing at Marvin.
Astro grabbed the guy by his collar and pointed to the paranoid android beside him.
"You mean my buddy can't come in?" Astro asked
"Like I said, we don't allow robots, or low class aliens." the bouncer pushed Astro aside. Astro allowed his grip on the guy's collar to be broken.
"What about me?" Astro demanded.
"You're cool, you can enter."
"Really?" Astro asked. "Well I also happen to be a robot!"
Astro grabbed his own head with both hands and twisted it back and forth, and then lifted it off his shoulders. He held his head a good foot above his body, and then lowered it back into position and locked it into place. "See" he said.
The bouncer's eyes glazed over as Astro stared at him face to face.
"Now listen. My buddy Marvin and I are going downstairs. You want to argue with MIB?"
Astro reached into his vest pocket and extracted a neuralyzer. He held the device up to the bouncer's eyes and clicked the power button. The pen shaped gizmo issued a single pulse of light and went dark.
"Sure, you two go right ahead downstairs. Have a good time!" The bouncer told them.
"Don't worry, we won't." Marvin groaned.
Zaphod was standing next to the bar with drink in each of his three hands. He yelled over to the bar tender. "Almost got it right this time monkey breath!"
Several very intoxicated large breasted women were clinging to Beeblebrox. The two headed alien motioned for the bar tender to mix up several more cocktails for his new friends. As he turned around he spotted Marvin and Astro walking into the room.
"Hey Marvin!" Zaphod yelled out. "You finally decided to quit being so square and party with me? Who's your buddy in the dark suit?"
"He's with the Men in Black, and he wants to talk to you." Marvin replied.
"Yeah, I can see that." Zaphod said.
"I think you'd better come with me, Mr. Bebblebrox." Astro told him. "You're in enough trouble right now, and you'd better be glad the MIB found you before the Vogons did."
"Zarks!" Zaphod muttered. "You mean the Vogons are on this rock too?"
"Got that right." Astro said, as he held his neuralyzer in front of Zaphod and zapped him.
It was a strange sight as the two headed alien limped uptown with one arm over Astro's shoulder, one over Marvin's, and the third arm down his pants, scratching his balls. They entered the secret side doorway into the MIB HQ, and Astro lead Marvin and Zaphod downstairs to the interrogation room.