'A roll of steel and some kind of tree. What the h... happened. What kind of tree is that supposed to be anyway?' 'I might hazard a guess.' says Judy. 'My Uncle worked on a plantation in South America. I think its a rubber tree.' 'Well if that don't beat all! Franklin! What have you got to say for yourself?' 'The trigger stuck on the gun! I couldn't get it to shut off when I wanted it to. A little WD-40 should loosen it up though. Get us right back on track!' 'WD-40! You use that in outer space?' 'Sure, Jim! Don't you know it has millions of applications, well not that many here on earth, but in space, there are no limits!' 'Yeah right, Franklin! And about the bridge you want to sell me...' About then, Jeremy comes out of the Diner accompanied by the young guy that was sitting behind them a couple booths. 'Say Jim. I hate to add any more problems to your plate. Sammy over there in the Camaro has offered to take me home. I hate to leave you here like this but having me around doesn't help your situation any. Thanks for rescuing me. I have your phone number. I be in touch.' 'Sure. Go ahead, Jeremy. Sorry things turned out this way. Hope you enjoyed your breakfast!' 'Oh yeah! I can truthfully say I've never had a more exciting one! Talk at you later. Hope everything works out okay for you.' Franklin takes his raygun back inside his ship and moments later returns with a smile on his face. 'WD-40 did the trick it did! Told you it would. Loosened up that trigger slick as a whistle. Now how did that guy tell me to switch it back the other way...?' Judy looks over at Jim and says, 'I can't watch!' M4, M3, Miki2 and M2 characters. Rendered in Poser 11.3 pro. Post work in Photoshop 7. Background landscape created in Bryce 7.0. Thank you for taking a peek! Your support is greatly appreciated!