Grubby: Another death.  It's tragic.

Order: He's a dirty pimp, good riddance.

Grubby: You've got to learn to respect all forms of life my friend.

Order: What is this? A special on Lifetime? Where's Fran Drescher?

Grubby: Well, it looks like Goldbot was right all along though.  There is a ninja star in his neck.  Definitely ninjas.

Order: Ninjas.  We can take 'em.

Grubby: Where?

Order: Out.  We'll take them out.

Grubby: Out where?

Squawker: Excuse me, just passing through.

Order: *sniff*

Squawkers: Pity, looks like you lost a good pimp there.

Grubby: Yeah, looks like it.

Squawkers: Well, I'll just be going.

Grubby: Wait one second there!

Squawkers: What? Me? Heh heh, what is it?

Grubby: You haven't seen any ninjas around here have you?

Squawkers: Ninjas?  Oooh.  Ninjas.  Can't say that I've seen them lately... but I'm sure they're around.  They practice the art of invisibility you know.

Order: Could be anywhere then.

Grubby: Quite nice of that pirate to help us out.

Order: Um.  Yeah.  I'm hungry. Can we get going?

to be continued...