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(SFX: NELLY FURTADO'S "MANEATER" INSANELY GLITCHES IN THE BACKGROUND: "TOUCH-TOUCH-TOUCH-MUCH-MUCH...")
INT. SUBSPACE'S LABORATORY - DAY
BROKER:
(Snooping around Subspace's desk, wearing giant oversized sunglasses)
Oemgee, what is this tiny, glowing pink box? It looks expensive. Is this a new currency? A rare Tix stash?
HYPERLASER (MANON):
(Standing perfectly still in the doorway, holding a cup of matcha water, giving Broker the ultimate silent side-eye.)
BROKER:
(Pops the lid open, looks inside, and immediately shrieks in absolute horror)
WHAT THE HOODIE FRUITY IS THIS?! IT’S... IT’S A STASH OF BIOLOGICAL FOOT CLIPPINGS!
SUBSPACE:
(Suddenly appears from the ceiling, hanging upside down like a bat, completely monotone)
I am iconic by mistake. It is my collection.
BROKER:
(Gagging, dropping the box, throwing his hands in the air)
YOU THINK YOU BELONG HERE?! OF COURSE YOU DON'T! YOU SMELL LIKE ALL THREE OF YOU! CARRY MY MATCHA WATER AWAY FROM ME!
SLINGSHOT:
(Sprints into th