Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*During the commotion, slinks up to the bar* Do you have V8? *glass flies out of nowhere hiting him on the back of the head*...oh..ok..m-maybe I'll have the hot chocolate too.....*falls off barstool.*

I warned them all to stick with the booze and stay away from the hot chocolate. I new it would just lead to the use of smores, and cesium.

Ooh! Can I have some- *Face goes white*. N-never mind.... *Mutters oddly to himself as he staggers out of the bar, bumping into things in the process*.

*tries to find a way to hack the fire suppression system*

Hey! Refrain from extinguishing this most gloriously destructive fire!

Um, it's already being extinguished. Or it's about to be extinguished, and then started, depending on you time-flow perspective.

*climbs up on Fizzy's shoulder*
Next time watch what yer burnin'!

It's not *my* fault you were in the middle of my combustion pile.

*starts running over and under all of Fizzy's tentacles, pausing at each eye to glower*

*waves his fuchsia tentacles around in the air while making strange noises*

This is like a science fiction movie....A very, very strange one, though.

You all can piss off and die. I'm hitting the airlock button.