NARRATOR: Leaving Bobby's house the group is picked up by Squall and Jean in the SpandeX Jet, a miracle of modern science, unlike anything in the sky since the U. S. Air force declared the SR-71 obsolete.

LIGHTS: ON

NARRATOR: Although our heroes mean no harm, The Air Force fighters, under the control of commander Riker, are all to ready to bring them down by any means necessary.

SFX: Enters Right Carries an X-Jet cutout across stage. MORE SFX: Chases SFX back and forth across the stage with toy planes] SQUALL: Yee-Ha!

JEAN: [From offstage] Oh no, incoming missiles! Weren’t they listening to Waylon Jennings! Don’t they know that we mean them no harm! We must stop the missiles! I’ll bend a missile with my mind so it spirals into the apartment building below us. SQUALL: [From offstage] I’ll get another one of the missiles by creating a forest of city-destroying F5 tornadoes.

PUBCRAWLER: [From offstage] I’ll get the rest of them by just pushing this button labeled "Anti-missile defense".

LIGHTS: OFF
 
 

NARRATOR: With the help of a shape-shifting mutant, who by the way is sitting next to you right now, Burrito manages to escape Riker and join up with the SpandeX-Men. Burrito promises to help free Riker's other captives but he also seems to have other plans. In the singles bar in the rear of the Spandex-Jet, Burrito attempts to subvert one of the young mutants.

[GYRO and BURRITO standing stage center.]

LIGHTS: ON

GYRO: That's a goofy looking hat. BURRITO: This goofy-looking hat is the only thing that will save us from the *real* bad guys. GYRO: You mean, people with taste? BURRITO: This hat is impervious both to mental manipulation and to the government's secret orbital mind-control lasers. I designed and built it myself.

GYRO: I can tell.

BURRITO: What's your name, son?

GYRO: John.

BURRITO: No, your *real* name.

GYRO: Murgatroyd.

BURRITO: Sorry I asked. So, John, what can you do?

GYRO: I can start a tiny fire, but I can't do anything with it.

BURRITO: You are an insect among gods. Never forget this.

GYRO: I can also make roast lamb on pita bread.

BURRITO: [Excitedly] With bell peppers and onions?

GYRO: Sure!

BURRITO: Ah! A gas-producing food! That's right up my... alley. I can use you in my plans to subjugate humanity. I shall call you 'Gyro'. [Pronounced "guy-rho"]

LIGHTS: OFF
 
 

Play copyright 2003 by Roger Allen. Photos copyright by Keith Stokes.