Galactic Travel and Information Help Desk (RP help)

[Sol Walker]

Its alright. Just as long as you guys dont up and quit.
As of now, you're the only real bad guys we got. sweatdrop  

[Sayla-girl]

So now what, Nelo? Cale and I are both here.  

[Nelowulf]

Yeah, yeah. Let me hold your panties. I'm getting to it.  

[Sayla-girl]

My what?  

[Nelowulf]

Your papers. You know, liscence and registration?  

[Sayla-girl]

I could have sworn you said panties, which is odd because I'm not wearing any.  

[Nelowulf]

That is strange. Do I look like Cale or someone who'd ask for panties? Now give me the paper. I like me some benjamins.  

[Sayla-girl]

Tell you what.
Instead of paper, how about I give you a couple energy bolts instead.  

[Nelowulf]

Clubs don't shoot energy bolts. And I haz bazooka.

Just give me the damn pasta already.  

[Sayla-girl]

Pasta? Do I look Italian?  

[Nelowulf]

*shrug* just conk me over the head and drag me to your room already.  

[Sayla-girl]

*Thwack*
Hmm....
*Thwack*
*Thwack*
*thwack*
*Drag*  

[Nelowulf]

*while dragged*

I'm not unconcious yet... [/montypythonreference]  

[Nelowulf]

Is anyone not ready to move onto the next chapter?  

[Sol Walker]

I'm good. I'm sure sayla is as well.