[Liz. Cambot. Office chair. She's not even paying attention to Cambot, waving her copy of Warhammer Fantasy around while in an animated argument with someone on the other like of what looks like Linkara's old phone. You know, the one he called the cops with from space long ago.]
What do you mean you can't accept this? Do you know how RARE these are? You could keep your business in the black for a year with the resale of this book! I have the pages scanned and copied twenty times over, it's not like I
need it anymore! I'm making you the offer of a lifetime!
[She holds the phone away from her.] He hung up on me. Ungrateful bastard.
[She hangs up, pouts, and looks up at Cambot] Oh! Hi everybody, Iron Liz here. I was just thinking the other day...[Cambot seems to be expecting this part, and cues a sweet little theme to accompany Liz's speech
.] We've been through a lot together, the bunch of us. We've been haunted, mind-screwed, fire drilled, ponified, and subjected to some of the worst of the worst books out there. But we've all made it this far because you guys are just awesome. Sure, we don't always get along, hell sometimes it's just hard to look each other in the eye...[There's a knowing look at that; she means last week, of course. But she quickly smiles again] But I've really been so glad to have known you guys, and riff and play games with you. For all its faults, my time on the Satellite of Love has been so much fun, and you guys are like a big family to me, even if a slightly dysfunctional one.
I don't think we're gonna be up here for much longer. Once Joel gets back, he'll have that twin-screw thing fixed, and we'll all be going home. But there's something I think we should all do before that happens, like a last sendoff to the Satellite of Love, only before that idea really gets depressing.
I want us to do one more big experiment.All
What do you say?