Meanwhile, Mayor Ackbar is on the telephone... "No Wyatt, I assure you this has nothing to do with forthcoming elections... look, there's someone at the door, I'll get back to you later..."

"Galactic Greetings, Gentlemen... and what can I do for you two fine fellows today?"   ...   ...   "...uhoh..."

"Ja, you may help us... ve vant Lobster Thermador for dinner; die alien scum!" "eeek! It's a trap! It's a trap!"

As the gunshots ring out around the Mayor's office let's cross town for a more peaceful scene (at last)...

"Like wow, Velma, those were great burgers!" "It's just a shame Scooby wasn't here to enjoy them too... it's not like him to miss a meal..."

"Well guys, I guess it's time for a little confession; Scooby was here for dinner... Scooby *WAS* dinner; enjoy your Scooby Snacks, gang?"

"Zoiks!" "Ohmigod... I think I'm gonna puke" "BLEARRGGHHHH..."	"Don't worry Scoob, ol' buddy... I'll avenge your name in blood!"	"Oh, shut up hippy... like that's not the first time you've had a bit of Scooby inside you!"

"you killed Shaggy... you bastard!" "Hey, Velmster... c'mon, we can talk about this, we're frie..."	"Screw you Freddie you big nonce!"

"Just you and me now Daph..." "Please don't hurt me" "Quit whining, Red... you know what I want!" "Velma!" "Wanna join the rest of the Scooby Gang?" "But we're much-loved kid's icons; we can't do things like that! ... Besides, I don't do chubby girls..."

"Jinksies, don't push it Daph... we've had several pages now without any doll nudity, we're loosing the 'Men With Dolls' audience... strip girlie..." "Well, if you put it like that - but at least tell me why you killed Scooby, Fred and the stinky hippy?" "Oh, I've done more than that, Red... you see, I'm the one who framed G.I. Joe! I took a bribe and planted the fake evidence; I'm tired of 5th billing in the Scooby Gang; they promised me much more than you band of half-wit defectives ever could..." "Who... who are They; who are you working for?" "My Evil masters? They are..."