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We return to Weezle's hotel room after he has showered and dressed. Weezle hopes that Ravyn has come to her senses and come back, but there is no sign of her. Weezle, having a rare good idea, walks over to the phone and dials Ravyn's cell phone number. He hears a ringing in his ear...but also one coming from one of the suitcases on the bed. This isn't good. Weezle opens the suitcase and pulls out Ravyn's cell. He turns it on. Hello? He hears a voice on the hotel phone. Ah! Wait... yeah... ok. After a couple minutes Weezle has figured what is going on, and decides to reward himself by watching his favourite tv show, Donkey Kong Country. BANANAAAAAAA SLAMMAAAAAAAA!!!!! After a half-hour of hillarious hi-jinks from DK, Diddy, and King K-Rool, Weezle goes to the mini-fridge looking for a snack. Aww fudge! No mo bananas! And I don't want cold left-overs, so I guess I'll go out. Before leaving, Weezle decides to ask Brendan and Jenni if they want to go out too. He calls their room, but gets a busy signal. Wow...with stamina like that, Brendan should be competing in the Ironman. Weezle grabs his hat and sunglasses and heads out. As he walks down the street, he keeps an eye out for Tree, but alas, finds nothing. Eventually, Weezle finds a small cafe and stops in for lunch. Once inside, Weezle orders a chicken-Caeser salad and Pepsi. As he eats, he thinks about the upcoming Last Man Standing. Hmmm...I wonder what Evan is up to. Sommit ain't right. He's not normally friendly, but now he is. It ain't right...it just ain't right... And who we facing? Team Anti-Xtreme? More like...umm...more like...Team Suckey! Ha, I showed them. Wait...they can't hear what I'm thinking...unless... In a quick and violent move, Weezle jumps out of his chair. Spilling his drink and salad in the process. He falls to the floor, clutching his head, and starts running in circles (like Three Stooges/Homer Simpson). GET OUT!!! GETOUTGETOUTGETOUT!!!! The cafe has gone quiet, and everyone stares at the strange, strange man on the floor. Oh crap...they're with them... Screw you...SCREW ALL OF YOU!! *looking at waitress* And especially you-- *slap* Ouch. Now why did she go and do that? Oh yea...the comment...damn. Aww...I spilled my food and drink on the floor. Ah well, time to go. Weezle walks out of the cafe and throws some money on the counter to pay for the meal (with a tip cause of the mess he made). Unfortunately, the money is Canadian, and utterly worthless. The manager is outraged that Weezle only actually paid seventy-six cents, but considering Weezle's weakened mental state, the manager decides not to go after him. A lot sure has changed in the past few weeks. I'm still confused. I need Tree back to help explain everything to me. Ah Tree...All the good times we've had...but there will be more!! It ain't over yet! Don't worry Tree, there's still hope. Weezle gets another idea...this one not so good. I know! I'll use I'll send thought-waves to Tree, and he can tell me where he is! Hmmmrrrrmmrmmmmrrrrrr... Damn. I guess that only works on the X-Men. Hey look! A street performer! The scene ends as Weezle starts watching a homeless man have a seizure, thinking it is some kind of busker-act. |
