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Gamester: "Hitch a ride?" When did I become the taxi service of the cosmos?
The Inexplicable Speck!: Since when did you get sloppy and start leaving dimensional portals open for just anyone to step through?
Gamester: Let's just say I was momentarily distracted. But that doesn't amount to an open invitation to go universe hopping.

Gamester: Fortunately, neither you nor they caused any significant damage to _this_ universe. Your influence on _them_ could prove problematic in the future, however.
The Inexplicable Speck!: Next time, put a big "Do Not Enter" sign up with bold, red letters on it.
Gamester: With _your_ curiosity? That would serve only as further encouragement.

The Inexplicable Speck!: Will they get back okay? I'm starting to like those guys ...
Gamester: I'll ensure they return safely. Nick's invention, to my dismay, works better than he suspects.

The Inexplicable Speck!: What about that other problem you were working on? The one with that "Todd" guy, who I assume is this Nick's son?
Gamester: Mischief is handling it now. That, however, is none of your con--

[[Ki sees the the Trickster through the doorway]]

The Inexplicable Speck!: What? What's going on?
Gamester: Just pausing time for a bit. Someone saw more than she was supposed to see...