Thanks for the win
: "Arise, creature of the pit! My will is your command!... what the heck?"
: "YOU SUMMONED ME...?"
: "I said Hell
, not Hair-deprived Frenchman".
: "By the looks of these photographs, our primary suspects are Armus, the Sheliak, and Hexxus from Ferngully
: "That's spilt ink, sir".
A battlefleet approaches, charging weapons...
: "No! My fine china!"
: "Forget the china, Worf, it's done for! We need you here!"
Worf (hopping around in uncertainty)