*Unfortunately, Hoover Dam lives up to its name, sucking Seymour into the whirring hydroelectric motors, dragging him into some mechanized mayhem. *Meanwhile a crane arm dips into the water, fishing out the sacked Snowth, depositing him onto the unloading platform where a blade slices the foodsack overcoat freeing our buddy. At all this, a mysterious personage cloaked in shadows is manning the controls.
Me: Gee, the way I worked this ting, you'd think I knew someting about it.
*Heeeheeeheeeheeehee.