=== Etie & Fogado ===
--- C ---




[Fogado]
Hmm... What to do, what to do...
[Etie]
About what, Prince Fogado?
[Fogado]
Ah, it's nothing serious. I'm just struggling to
come up with ideas for my next party.
[Fogado]
I want to do something that puts a smile on
everyone's face, but it's a little tricky.
[Etie]
What's so hard about a party?
[Fogado]
Well, you know, there aren't many bands
available for gigs in wartime.
[Fogado]
Plus our budget's really limited, so there's not
much room for error.
[Etie]
Huh. I hadn't thought about all that, but you've
got a point.
[Fogado]
Oh, what if we have a dessert party? Get
together and just eat some sweet treats.
[Etie]
Desserts are the opposite of a party.
[Fogado]
Huh... I've never met anyone who hated dessert.
[Etie]
Hate's a strong word. I just love my muscles too
much to load up on empty calories like that.
[Etie]
What do you say to a workout party instead?
[Fogado]
What kind of party is that?
[Etie]
It's where a bunch of people get together and
do nothing but tone their muscles.
[Fogado]
Huh. Interesting...suggestion, but I don't think
that would be everyone's cup of tea.
[Etie]
You don't think so?
[Fogado]
Nah. I'll keep brainstorming. Thanks though.
--- B ---




[Etie]
Prince Fogado, any new party ideas?
[Fogado]
Ugh, no. It's been a bumpy road.
[Fogado]
I considered doing a feast of meats, but most
meals have meat, so that's not special.
[Fogado]
Then I thought, maybe a vegetarian feast,
but Timerra shot that down.
[Fogado]
Finally I realized, maybe we just do drinks.
But then...what if people get hungry?!
[Fogado]
Why does it have to be so complicated?
[Etie]
I have two words for you─muscle stimulants.
[Fogado]
Is that the stuff you're always drinking?
[Etie]
Yep. Every musclehead swears by them.
[Fogado]
Nope, nope, nope. That is not gonna work.
[Etie]
Why not?
[Fogado]
Come on─it's medicine! It probably tastes...
well, like medicine.
[Etie]
Oh, so you've tried it?
[Fogado]
No, but─
[Etie]
Then how could you possibly know?
[Fogado]
Well, I... Yeah, I guess you got me there.
[Fogado]
But still. You think it'll be fun for people to just
hang out and...drink workout juice?
[Etie]
Haha! Oh, Prince Fogado. You really
are clueless.
[Etie]
Muscle stimulants taste like medicine. You really
think we drink them raw every day?
[Fogado]
I mean... Yeah, kinda.
[Etie]
I've got the makings of an idea for your party.
Give me some time to put muscle on its bones.
[Fogado]
All right, then. I'm waiting with bated breath.
--- A ---




[Etie]
Thanks for showing up, Prince Fogado.
[Etie]
Today I'm gonna give you a taste of the infinite
potential hidden in muscle stimulants.
[Etie]
Try this one first.
[Fogado]
Wow, these look delicious!
[Etie]
Heh. I've got dried fruitcake, honey pie, some
camel-milk mousse, and these pastries.
[Etie]
All of them feature my muscle stimulants as
a key ingredient.
[Fogado]
What?!
[Fogado]
You put your muscle stuff in all of these?
[Etie]
Every one. But don't just stand there and stare.
Taste them for yourself.
[Fogado]
All right. Down the hatch...
[Fogado]
...
[Fogado]
That's...that's really good! It's sweet, but not so
sweet that it overpowers the other flavors.
[Etie]
I replaced the sugar in that one with some
sweet-tasting muscle stimulant.
[Etie]
That way, I can eat all I want without worrying
about losing muscle tone.
[Fogado]
Wow, delicious and healthy, to boot. I might
have to serve these at my next party after all.
[Fogado]
It's a totally fresh idea too. Folks can chow
down and train up at the same time.
[Etie]
Told you so.
[Fogado]
I'd better start planning. You wanna help, Etie?
It was your idea, after all.
[Etie]
Absolutely. On one condition.
[Etie]
First we run 10 laps around the Somniel. Then
1,000 push-ups, 1,000 sit-ups, and after that...
[Fogado]
Wha─ Hey, hold on! Why do I have to do
all that?
[Etie]
You're the host. You should be pushing your
body's limits, like a real musclehead.
[Etie]
That way, you'll have the firsthand experience
you need to host the party right.
[Fogado]
OK... But don't push me too hard, all right?
I've never done this before.
[Etie]
Gotcha. I'll push you just hard enough that you
don't croak.
[Fogado]
Whoa, whoa! A little gentler than that, if you
don't mind.
--- S ---