[Katchoo]

His journey from Walla Walla to Flim Flam half done, Katchoo adjusts the air speed and axial rotation of the propeller on his beany hat and floats into the bar.

*putt*putt*putt*

Katchoo realizes the lack of gravity here makes his ride more smoothly. He pulls a black 1 x 1 foot tape recorder from 1983 out of his back pocket and hits the record button:

"Note to future self, ignore laws of gravity."

*click*whirrrrr*rewind*rewind*rewind*click*

Having never been here before, Katchoo overlooks the bar and decides to blend in. Rotating 180 degrees in the air so that the crumbs won't fall in his shoes (he already has a lovely collection of rocks and sand in there), Katchoo begins to chew on the Oak Bar.

*rarrrrarraaa*crunch*crunch*aaaaarrararrrrr*