Bentley now has a side table he proudly deposits his fate chips and potato chips on and declares “This is the chips table!” Dan points out, “You need some Doritos and Erik Estrada.”
Wang is pleased with his Chinese waiter “disguise”, “I get to carry the FLAMING Pu Pu Platter!”
Mattie/Risa conveniently forgets another fact and declares, “I have self-induced amnesia!”
Dan quips, “And Mattie loses yet another tiny bit of her soul. Or is that another bit of her tiny soul?”
Mattie is trying to read an ancient occult tome so Bentley asks her, “What’s your amnesia score?” Risa,“I forget.”
Burke, “What’s your ignorance score?” Risa, “I don’t know.”
Dan, “What’s your apathy score?” Risa, “I don’t care!”
Bentley declares that during the card game with Big Ears Tam, Mattie must bet something of value, NOT Risa.
Burke devises a cunning plan for defeating the Abysmal. Bentley apparently doesn’t hear him, so when Foy restates the plan, Bentley gives him a Benny much to the confusion of Burke, and the amusement of everybody else.
As our vessel travels to Boswell Island we see we are being followed in the water by a swimming cow. “A sea cow!” Burke/DJ declares.
When we get to the island, at first all we find are the shattered remains of the mining camp, but then Bentley says we see “Fresh footprints” so Dan quips, “Fresh prints of Bel Air!”
Foy says, “This town is a Dead Land!”
Wang tries to convince Kang’s men that we are new recruits sent here to assist them. He rolls snake-eyes on his Persuasion roll. The shooting starts…
Dan/Wang says, “Wang has epically failed. He must commit seppuku. Wait a sec – he’s not gonna do that Japanese shit!”
Dan teases Foy that with an epic fail (snake-eyes) he too can join the- “Wang Club just for men. I’m not just a customer, I’m the president!”
Risa is counting out squares from Mattie. Bentley asks her, “Who are you shooting at?” Risa/Mattie “I’m throwin’ dynamite!”
All other players, “Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!”
Bentley is describing the action of another of Kang’s men, “He’s gonna shoot…” (motions toward the gunslinger figure in front of Wang, who is, as usual, perched atop a tower of wounds already) Risa, “Oh poor Wang!” Bentley (continuing) “…at Mattie.” Risa, “What!”
Foy, “The NPCs have saved us. Now carry us back to the hospital!”
Someone who shall remain nameless “Well, we came out of that just fine!”
The rest of the group “Aaaaahhhh!”