Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*shrieks in terror and fury and lunges at The Doc* NOT GOING BACK NOT GOING BACK THERE NOT NOT NOT HATE YOU BAD KILL *is about to bite but suddenly realizes that the bar has gone completely silent*
.... I'll um... talk to you about that later... when there are no witnesses.

*grins* Someone need killed be?

Killed? Did someone say... killed?! I can dispose of the corpses!! Hm... Plus, also, can I have some egg yolk?

*backs agaist far wall looking at Watzer* Ummmm, nah, I think your doin fine here. Ill just make another of you. *slinks to the bar and sips his drinks quietly*

Aw, dang... I was hoping there would be corpses... then I could catch a free meal. Wait a moment... I still can!! -evil grin-

*creeps under bar*

Muahaha!! Oh, pickled eggs. -forgets about killing- Hmm... these could use a bit more salt.

Oh dear, next time I come here I will wear my bullet-proof Chanel dress. And what is that smell?? Those eggs? The chef here has never been a student in my cooking class! Amateurs!

Man, Doc, you sure create some wierd things...

I agree... Hey, can I get some sushi, white horse meat, and egg yolk over here?

If that is your miraculous power.

Well, I certainly don't have a miraculous power.