A trail of aching derrières- next time they'll be more thoughtful

[gone_byebye]

The door opens onto an expanse of asphalt, steel, and glass. Nearby a sign reads:

WELCOME TO WHITE FLINT MALL
BEST PRICES IN THE DC AREA

4708 BETHESDA AVENUE
CHEVY CHASE, MD

It's a big parking lot, with the mall itself only visible off in the distance. Ray gives it the squint-eye before turning to the others. "Okay, people," he says. "This is it. Johnny says it's underground. Egon's best estimates indicate three miles down. Are we good?"

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The toon doesn't seem to notice.

"Ah say, Ah say, you gotta switch things around more! Cover the bases and not let that grey matta' get burned out."

He points to one of the officers. "You, boy! Switch to channel 5, then 8, then 13. You'll see what Ah mean."

Jannot is in his office, reviewing reports when the lights suddenly dim...except for a bright spot in front of his desk. An orchestera sounds out of nowhere.

Then a rather famous Rabbit and Duck strut into the spotlight.

Oveture!
Cut the lights.
This is it.
The night of nights.
No more rehearsing and nursing a part.
We know every part by heart...

[gone_byebye]

The bald man freezes, looking up. This does not last long, because in the next instant he lunges for his telephone. "SECURITY! THEY'RE BACK!"

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There is a pounding of footsteps in the next room. However, just before the door opens, it all vanishes. Music, darkness, Bugs and Daffy all just vanish.

A security team armed to the teeth rushes into the office and looks around in confusion.

"Ummm..." the team leader says. "Where are they?"

[gone_byebye]

To his credit, Jannot resists the urge to facepalm. "They were here a moment ago. Go and look for hackers getting into the lighting system and adding hologram capability. Lock down anyone on Level D with computer capability."

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The Security team's confusion gives away to guarded compliance. After all, it's not exactly the best career move to openly question the mental stability of your boss.

"We'll get right on it," the team leader says and leads the crew back out as he starts barking commands into his radio.

***

Back in the monitor room, Foghorn Leghorn has somehow managed to convince the crew to keep switching the monitors in a pattern that would only make sense to Stephen Hawking on LSD.

"Ya got it, Ah say, ya got it, boys! Now, just keep going like that. I'll be back to see you're doing later."

Exhunt Rooster - Stage Right.

***

"Security? This is computer lab 3."

"Security here. What do you need?"

"Ummm...has biotech let any of their projects escape?"

The dispatcher sat bolt upright at that. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well...there's this giant, talking skunk coming on to Dr. Venatia..."