"So, did you get the bacon yet?" Vector asked as he stood next to the green counter on the dining side of the second floor, munching on a slice of black olives and pepperoni pizza that he took from Shadow.
Silver murmured as he was rolling the pizza dough, shaking his head. "Unfortunately, no. Tad is still trying to get it, but I feel like we should have seen the lables first."
"Wait, Space Ghost went back to the dock by himself?" Moltar asked as he opened and closed several ovens, shaking his head in disbelief. "You should know better than to let that idiot go by himself."
With it still being nighttime, Space Ghost was back at the doc, still trying his best to get the bacon for the Pizza Hut. As he watched several more wooden crates being carried by the yellow cranes, he tried his best to not mess up.
"All right, this time, I'll use my smell ray to identify the bacon," Space Ghost commented as he pointed his left arm at the crate, pressing the button as he accidentally fired his Destructo Ray again. "Whoopsie!"
Several crates exploded into fiery flames as the ground below it suddenly began sucking in everything, with the dock workers being sucked down alongside the crates, screaming as they failed to climb out. Space Ghost whistled innocently as he flew off, having failed yet again to get the bacon.
"...Let's just say that all the bacon was too good to last," Space Ghost sheepishly admitted to Vector over the phone as he was riding in his Phantom Cruiser.
"What!?" Vector exclaimed over the phone, with Space Ghost feeling bad as he was driving back to the Pizza Hut.