Re: Professor Anthrax’s Musty Old Barroom

[Herr D enters and rapidly moves to barstool. Motions bartender over.]
“I hinted to some colleagues that a bunch of half-human, half-sea creatures might hold a benefit called ‘Save The Humans.’ Their manufacturing hardware was limited, but they contributed these [places large package on table] to your prize closet in hopes it would happen.” [opens package to reveal seventeen green left rubber boots each containing three ziploc bags of seawater]
“Let me know the concert date ASAP, right?” [Gestures and makes odd sounds toward martini glass for a moment.] “Rats. I need to practice that dialect, too. Silicate life-form languages are harder for me to pronounce.” [Dashes out.]