Miss Parker: Broots, I couldn't care less if the chicken stepped on a landmine on its way across the road!
Broots: But--but--Miss Parker! It's significant! My friend down in Renewal was telling me--
Miss Parker: The one with the crows-feet that are more like dinosaur prints?
Broots: Yeah, him. He said that the chicken was originally from a place in Maryland called Donoterase! And the road leads there directly from the Centre!
Miss Parker: Donoterase? A Centre installation, maybe?
Broots: Could be!
Miss Parker: Get the jet ready.
Broots: To go to Maryland?
Miss Parker: You don't want us to run over the chicken on our way there, do you?