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Evil_C's donuts
Alex: A gun rack? A gun rack? I don't even own a gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate the use of a rack.
Lily: You don't like it, fine. Alex, one of these days you might lose me.
Alex: I lost you two months ago. We broke up. Are you mental? Shyea.
At the Shrine to Ghaleon heavy metal bar.
Alex: Hey Draxton, who's playing tonight?
Draxton: Well, we got Jolly Green Abba, Shity Abba...
Alex: Shity Abba? Are they any good
Draxton: They suck.
Alex: So then it's not just a clever name?
Draxton: There's Crucial Abba, and they're just finishing up a set.
Nall: I hear they can wail.
Draxton: Party on.
(Inside)
Alex: This is the Shrine to Ghaleon, an excellent heavy metal bar.
Nall: And they got a fanfic library too.
Alex: (spots Luna playing bass guitar and singing) She's a babe! Shwing! Yi-yi-yi! Whoo! (Luna's band finishes and she come and stands by Alex) Your band really wails.
Luna: Thanks.
Alex: Can I call you?
Luna: You move fast.
Alex: Can I?
Luna: Our band has some fliers at the door. I gotta go. Draxton is trying to dick me out of some money.
Nall: That Luna's a babe. She makes me feel funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class. Wait a minute, I never went to school.
Alex: She will be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine.
(some big sky rise in Vane. Ghaleon, Xenobia, and Mel are watching Alex's World)
Mel: I've seen enough. (Xenobia hits pause)
Ghal: So?
Mel: It's two dorks on a davenport in a basement. I sponsor the Dark Scimitar Hour, but this?
Xeno: Kids can relate to these guys, they're not phonies. Kids can spot phonies, they're very smart.
Mel: Kids know dick. I see them in my arcade. They stand in front of the games like deers in headlights.
Ghal: What's the biggest chalenge you face in the game industry?
Mel: Keeping the public informed on mew games. Right now I have this game called Final Fantasy 7. It's about a weirdo named Cloud who blows things up.
Ghal: So if you had a weekly show, you could keep the kids informed on new games. Mel's Arcade presents Alex's World. It's got potential.
Xeno: Potential. It's your best idea yet, Mel.
Mel: Okay, I'll sponsor. And one more thing. There's some guy, Dragonmaster Mel de Alkirk, sue him for copyright infringment on my name.
(Someplace else)
Alex: (screaming over his walkman) Eavelay emay aloneay, icklepay eathbray!
Nall: Stop that, you're scaring me. (Alex holds up the box his tape came in.) Wow, piglatin. You're learning Luna's language. You really like her. are you gonna marry her?
Alex: (yanking off his head phones) Nall, marrage is punishment for shoplifting in Meryod.
Kyle: Your car passed inspection, barely. 500 silver, parts and labor.
Alex: 500?! Why don't you use a gun?
Kyle: Not my fault. You guys should have been at the Shrine to Ghaleon last night. There was this band, Crucial Abba, they had this mega-babe for a lead singer. Unreal!
Alex: Yeah, Kyle, we were there. Have you gone mental?
Kyle: You would have liked her.
Alex: Kyle! We were there!
(Burg TV station)
Xeno: Do you think it's wise to sell a show we don't own?
Ghal: Tonight we will own it.
Xeno: Oh.
Rae: Can I help you?
Ghal: We're looking for Alex. We need his address.
Rae: That would be privileged information. Are you friend or family?
Ghal: We're neither.
(Alex's basement. Ghaleon and Xenobia quietly enter)
Alex: Before we end the show, we'd like to pay tribute to the goddess Althena. (Nall holds up a picture of her) She's a fox.
Nall: She's magically babe-licious.
Alex: She ranked very high on the Srt*ke-ablity meter.
Nall: Are you done yet Alex? I'm getting tired of holding this.
Alex: Shyea, that's what she said. Well, that's all the time we have this week. (Nall joins in) Alex's World! Alex's World! Party time, excellent.
Nash: We are clear.
(Ghaleon and Xenobia applaud. Kyle, who is drunk, claps with them)
Ghal: I'm Ghaleon, and this is Xenobia.
Xeno: Hi.
Ghal: Alex, Nall, can we go somewhere to talk? I have a proposition to make. Xenobia, you stay here and get to know the guys.
(Alex, Nall, and Ghaleon leave. Nash, Mia, and Jessica look at Xenobia distrustfully. Kyle can barely stand.)
Xeno: Hi.
(At Evil_C's donuts)
Evil_C: Two Lemina shaped donuts filled with tequila larvae. Don't you two guys ever get tired of ordering the same thing?
Alex&Nall: No.
Ghal: Who's Lemina? (Evil_C looks at Ghaleon funny, and walks away) Anyway, I'm a real big fan of your show, and I think you could be doing a lot better.
Nall: We're sorry, we'll do better. Just-just don't cancel us.
Alex: He can't cancel us, we're public access.
Ghal: Mel de Alkirk, he owns several video arcades, was in my office the other day. And he said, "What's something that the kids are really into these days?" So I pulled out a copy of one of your shows, I have them all on tape. Like I said, I'm a fan, and I played it for Mel. He went nuts for it. He wants to pay you 5000 silver and promote your show. But I told him you guys are artists, and not interested in money.
Alex: No, we're not interested in money.
Ghal: Still, he sent me with two cashiers checks for 5000s. But just say the word, and I'll rip them up.
Alex: No no no no no! Th-th-that's okay.
Ghal: Good, I'll just need you two to sign this contract.
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