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[[Catastro is aiming a smoking rocket launcher at our fearless foursome]]
Catastro: Bacteria! You are nothing but microbes to me! And I have your dose of antibiotics right here!

Catastro: This server was my private playground before you interfered. I don't know how you got in here, but now it's time to run you off my swings...

[[A pie comes flying in from the left, landing squarely on Catastro's face.]]
<<SPLAT>>
Catastro: GAH!

Catastro: Coconut creme?
One of the party, from off-screen: Aw, a wise guy, eh? N'yuk, n'yuk, n'yuk...