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Crap Robot goes to see his old friend Evil Bug.
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| My girlfriend's coming over, and I don't know what to do. | |
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| You should cook her dinner. Ladies love a man with domestic skills. | |
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| Okay, unusually monochromatic chicken. My girlfriend's coming for dinner, and I'm going to cook you. | |
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| You can't cook me. I'm just a two-dimensional pen and ink drawing. | |
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| That's alright. Neither nor my girlfriend need to eat anyway. | |
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| Shall we go and see Pearl Harbor instead? | |
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