Richelle lost in her new and novel sensations, fails to notice the arrival of the M-Team. While the last of the panic striken mob of pleasure seekers flee for their lives, the M-Team watches and hoots. "Way to go Carlos!" "Keep up the good work!" "Hey look, free corn dogs!" "Why does he always get to rescue the cute ones?"
Snide comments, and munching aside, little changes until from the other side of the park arrives the G-Team. If one looked closely, one might get the impression that they were not impressed with the current proceedings.
"What in the hell is going on here?", cries the Bobcat. "And you guys! What kind of image for a superhero is that?!"
"Who us?" "Nah, I think she's talking to you." "Anybody want some cotten candy?"
"Somebody even try to figure out what is going on in that ball of lightning?"
"Yeah, I think reentry...ouch" "Talk nice to the young lady." "But..." "Ssshhh!"
"Sigh..."
Tue Jul 11 12:53:19 2000