Heat: So what are we doing here again?
Comet: *reading a comic book* I don't know.
Kitty-N: *looks up from comic book* I believe that we're supposed to start arguing.
Heat: *annoyed* Who says?
Shorty: *flips comic book page* That 238 girl.
Heat: *more annoyed* Well, where is she?
Strike: *picks up comic book* She said that we'd have to start without her because she'll be late and she has no idea how late she'll be.
Heat: *even more annoyed* Is it my imagination, or are you all reading comic books?
Others: Nope.
Heat: *as annoyed as ever* Well, how are we supposed to start arguing if we don't have a topic to argue about and you're all reading comic books?
Others: No idea.
Heat: Look, why don't you *takes away comic book from Comet* put away all those comic books and start arguing? You know we're being paid to do this!
Strike: We are?
Heat: *crosses finger behind his back* Yes.
Kitty-N: *puts down comic book* I guess we should do what he says.
Shorty: I guess.
Comet: I guess.
.. silence ..
Heat: So?
Comet: What?
Heat: Where's the argument?
Shorty: This was your idea.
Heat: *moans* This is bad. We never should have agreed to do this.
Strike: *waves comic book* Lets start, or else I'm reading this!
Heat: You can read? Surprise, surprise.
Strike: Hey, you know I've been educated. I'm not dumb.
Heat: Of course not, otherwise how can you be talking to me?
Strike: *hesitates* ...Say what?
Heat: You don't get it, do you?
Strike: Heck, no. What kind of a joke was that?
Kitty-N: *yawns* This is boring.
Shorty: Where's everybody else, anyway?
Comet: I think Frida's gone surfing. And she wants a belt, so I asked her to buy me some new rollerblades and hair-dye, preferrably pink. She said I should buy my own things, and I promised to pay her back as soon as possible. She complained that I only got that job as a waitress because I was the one with the idea of waitress-on-wheels, and I had to ask her what that had to do with me paying her back.
Strike: Gossip is interesting, today, anyway.
Heat: Are you some kinda sissy?
Strike: *shrugs* Better than nothing, I say. Besides, it's not like that 238 girl can see us, right?
Shorty: *points to security camera at one corner of the room*
Strike: Heck, at least we're talking.
Heat: *grudgingly* Okay, we can talk. What do we talk about?
Shorty: Like, where everybody else is.
Heat: I don't want to talk about that!
Strike: What about if you ever got the proper discipline when you were at school?
Heat: Look who's talking, king of cells.
Strike: Hey, don't take that title of mine in vain!
Kitty-N: *picks up comic book* Why don't you go ahead and talk about whatever, and I'll just read this here comic book...
Heat: *grabs Kitty-N's comic book out of her hands* Nope.
Comet: *boredly* This is boring.
Shorty: Duh.
Kitty-N: Well, Strike, what exactly do you want us to call you?
Strike: 2BAD!
Heat: That's my title!
Strike: When all you do is act like some... *notices the security camera focusing on him* ... freak?
Heat: Freak?!
Kitty-N: Come on, Heat, I'm not taking sides here, but how can you say you're too bad when Strike was the one who got himself thrown into jail?
Strike: Pushed. I was too heavy for that puny little officer...
Heat: Well, see here, after he was let free, what did Strike do?
Comet: Go for the tissue papers!
Heat: See? You call that bad?
Strike: Hey, that was a publicity thing! They needed a video of that game show for the PlayStation game!
Heat: Lame excuse.
Strike: You ask James Suneoka. It was his idea.
Kitty-N: I didn't think he had any brains.
Shorty: Who, Strike?
Kitty-N: James Suneoka.
Comet: All he had to do was act stupid and tell some bad jokes, and he became popular?!
Heat: No one said that he became popular.
Shorty: Well, some of the things he said were true...
Heat: They goofed up. You didn't get Columbo after you changed your appearance, but before, so that photo they showed was fake.
Shorty: Well, I didn't mean me.
Kitty-N: So anyway, Comet really does have super powers?
Comet: *smiles sweetly* Uh-huh. *changes Heat's hat into comic book and takes it away*
Heat: Hey...
Comet: *browses through comic book* This is good! I love Japanese comic books!
Kitty-N: Wait, I was thinking about why Hiro's shyness with women is such a big secret!
Shorty: Duh, he acts like some playboy hotshot when truly he's too chicken to talk to women.
Strike: *points to security camera* For all we know, the others are hiding behind that camera.
Security camera monitor guy (out of sight of Heat and co.): Hey!
Heat: No way. I bet that 238 girl is hiding there instead. *waves to camera*
Comet: You are seriously weird.
Heat: I'm just being friendly.
Shorty: So are you done with that comic book, Comet?
Comet: I'm only up to page 38, don't rush me!
Kitty-N: I'm getting bored with all this. Let's leave!
Shorty: *points to security camera* Security camera...
Kitty-N: Like I care!
Heat: She's right. Why should we bother with the 238 girl's orders when we can do whatever we want?
Kitty-N: *goes out the door* I'm going home.
Heat: *follows Kitty-N out* I'm going to my apartment.
Shorty: *follows Heat out* I think there's a comic book store on this street.
Strike: *looks at Comet* What about you, ditz? You going out?
Comet: When I have a comic book in my hands? No way!
Strike: *goes out the door* 'Bye, then!
Comet: Yes, yes, get some popcorn too.
.. Comet reads comic book ..
.. Five minutes later ..
238: Here I am!
Comet: *looks up from comic book* Where's my popcorn?
238: *confused* Where's everybody?
Comet: Frida's surfing, Kitty-N went home, Heat went home, Shorty went to a comic book store, I don't know where Strike went, I think Kelly went to work today, Tsutomu is having private lessons with his teacher, Robo-Z is looking for another city to destroy, Hiro is hacking into some computer from his apartment...
238: *sighs* I don't want to hear anymore.
Comet: Good. I'm on page 145.
238: Can I read that after you?
Comet: I have a better idea. *turns security camera into comic book*
.. Security camera-turned-comic book drops to 238's hands ..
238: Hey, thanks! *reads comic book*
.. They read their comic books until 10 minutes later ..
Comet: 238 girl?
238: Yes?
Comet: Is that the continuation of this book? *holds up her book*
238: Yep.
Comet: Can I read that after you?
238: And I'll read your comic book after you.
Comet: Almost finished.
238: Page 193.
Comet: I'll wait.
238: Good.

THE END

Security camera monitor guy: I'm not being paid enough for this job.

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