. . . *slow claps* Chaz. Your a genius at this point.

Your working with the real enemy to distract us with lice, so we don't see the real threat...

In another universe, maybe it is.

Here's a hint. We poisoned the hair.

Yeah. And we'll chemical bomb it and cause you all to suffer a horrendous death. Stay off our heads.

*puts head in hands. Puts arms on table. Laughs.*