Doghead's Cosmic Bar

No, but a nice gentleman just lended me a pair of galoshes. I seem to have lost my shoes.

*enters with a spiteful look on his face* I forgot the keys to my castle! *boots are incenerated will still on his feet.* Blasted place! Dont you ever have just a normal day!

Normal is not a well-defined term.

*looks at The Doc* Nothing you make ever works, does it?

SILENCE! You have no right to judge me! You dont know me!!!! *whips out a remote control* BWAHAhahahah! *presses big red button. Controller explodes in face* ............. ILL BE BACK WITH MY METAL SHOES!!!!!

I bet those shoes are conductive... bad idea for someone in his position...

Hmmm...I seem to be outmatched. Very well.*Stuns fizzy and cuts open his stomach,and takes cash register*. *Places charge and runs away*.

*Enters looking smug, he is wearing metal shoes and there is a large buldge in his lab coat that looks suspiciously like a cash register* I met that robot on the way out, he wont be here for awhile. Sits down in the back.

Umm, Doc, you have a little problem; since we're in space and don't have gravity, we have magnetic floors. Excuse the slang but unless you can ditch the shoes (which I see also have metal laces), you ain't goin' nowhere, Doc. The cash register won't be much help either.

Whoa? Ya mean someone knocked out the artificial gravity generators? What about the inertial dampers? CAN WE GET TO WARP?!?? SCOTTYYYYYYYYYYY!

"She cannoot tek mooch more cap'n"

Didn't we need to fix the roof so bad weather won't mess everthing up? Weather means atmossphere which means... were on a planet!