"Four hits against the pasta."

Also, "What's black and white and red all over? Galen when he's bleeding."
Marco talks a loooot. Pisses Clare off in regards to Catholicism. Annoys the shit out of everyone else.
We do research at a library and Marco gets back to us, and we go for a meet.
It's grating. Clare snaps ("I disagree, Sir!") and stunblots him. He gets stunned and falls into his pasta. Clare storms out. Bill eats his pasta around his face.
Patrick revives him and he just shoots back into it. He does have quite a bit of info, though.
The dead president dragon had some Wendy's stuff in his will. Ghostwalker now has them.
We're told not to deal with dragons, that deals never go well for anyone but the dragons.
Mike does a whole bunch of negotiation and bribes people etc. to get the clearance to use a rented sonar machine so we can find burried artifacts.
Some punk kids come by. This is apparently right around a Souix burial ground.
Suddenly, on a train ride home we get mobbed by a bunch of Bludbachee fans wanting autogrphs. Apparently sometimes they also try and grab one of their favorite player's limbs as a souveneir. They start chanting "Get their limbs! Get their limbs!" Patrick takes off in Lion form.
"The Flyin' Lion"=Patrick. "Risky Limbs" Garret=Bill. "The Velociraptor"=Mike.
Mike yells for everyone to protect their favorite player. They start congregating around their favorites.
Clare mobmoods everyone around her into being docile. This includes our entire party minus Patrick.
--Matthew brings us chicken fingers--
Bill calmly tosses some grenades.
Phoebe calmly shoots people in the arms.
Patrick mobminds a bunch of the crowd to get him limbs from all non-Bludbachee players.
Mike bribes Mitchell with a packet of McDonald's Barbeque Sacuce.
--24 HOUR MARK--
A train is approaching.
Mike orders a conga line.
--The Final Team Drops Out--
The mob critically glitches. Mike is leading the conga line. We all conga. The incomming train plows into a good portion of the conga line.
THE END.