Two people sit, straitjacketed in a dark room in an unknown location. Neither of them remember a thing, only that they are both adamant that it was the other one's fault for this situation.

Bp: Dammit, Wantadog, tu bastard! I knew I shouldn't have listened to you! I could be sitting at inicial with a nice bottle of sake right now.

Wantadog: No, it was your fault, Bp! If tu hadn't stolen that cop's hat, ran down the calle yelling 'blue murder' and 'pig', then stolen dulces from a baby, all while wearing your calzoncillos, ropa interior over your trousers, this would never have happened.

Bp: Oh, wait, I did do that,...

Riku: “Wanta…what are tu doing?”

Wantadog: “Shh. I’m waiting…”

Riku: “For what? You’re just staring at the wall.”

Wantadog: “Why are tu here, Riku?”

Riku: “I came to see how tu were. We haven’t talked in awhile.”

Wantadog: “It’s only been a couple hours.”

Riku: “It’s been four days.”

Wantadog: “Really? So that’s why I’m so hungry…sorry. I got caught up in this.”

Riku: “This being…staring at the wall?”

Blackpanther walks in. “Hey did tu find him?”

Wantadog: “Hey BP.”

Blackpanther: “Dude…where have tu been?”

Wantadog: “Busy”...