[[BoxJam's boat is sputtering]]

BoxJam: Feh.


[[BoxJam leaves the boat docked and checks his pockets]]

<<*emptiness* *emptiness here, too*>>

[[A guy with a goatee and a beret walks past]]

BoxJam: Excuse me - I've run out of gas and forgot my wallet...could you spare some change for fuel?

[[The guy has an epiphany]]


Guy (singing): Yeah~ what a concept! I could use a little fuel myself~and we could ALL use a little chay-hange...

[[BoxJam has an epiphany]]


[[BoxJam roundhouses the guy in the head]]

<< BAM! >>