*From secret hideout beneath house... OK, everybody's... Hmmm, better check in with my contacts, need some help monitoring the battle from down here.
*Talking over headset into Ryan's earpiece... Ditch the Target cue card you got taped to your back... The birds should stop hitting ya' Penguin Tux.
Southern Miss, you got a bogie coming in hard at 4 o'clock.
What? Tea time already? Oh, all fright.
*Presses button that keeps doors and windows shut, then presses second button dunking Bo and Harvey with cold drenching tea.
Would you chaps like one lump or two?