Darth O, I thought you were going to be the one who told Ivan about the plan to create the clone army of Robs. Armez, Scatt and Frank steal the guns, Rusty and El Nacho were going to handle the transport ships, you, Orlando and Bing are handling the labwork of the cloning procedures, and Ivan’s supposed to be sewing the uniforms I design with the cute little hats. I mean, if Ivan doesn’t even know then who’s in the next room working the sewing machine?!?!
- Women sense my power and they seek the life essence.