| SO IN THE BITCHES. |
390 |
| John: Bone up on Nannaquin, see what's inside! |
424 |
| John: Attempt to open cans. |
395 |
| PM?: Prepare to tidy up. |
382 |
| John: Proceed to second gate. |
386 |
| Years in the present... |
383 |
| Jade: Combine Charles Dutton and sooth specs. |
362 |
| John: Fondly regard desert night. |
437 |
| Rose: Prepare for a new friend. |
404 |
| Months in the car. |
389 |
| LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. WE HAVE A SUPERIOR WEAPON. |
386 |
| And pages and pages. |
434 |
| Roxy: Succumb to unfathomable bloodlust. |
377 |
| John: Look at the other half of your own pee for the citizen cans. |
370 |
| John: Spy in the future... |
352 |
| AR?: Doff your hat in disgust. |
378 |
| Jade: Locate and feed the devilbeast you call it the slammer when you are extra angry at crimes. |
353 |
| Sollux: Deal with this guy. |
438 |
| WV, AR: Prepare to revive. |
440 |
| Jane: Ok, back to adventurin'. |
382 |