A low, haunting noise ememnates from the hollow space in Mr. S'Katchoo's head as the air from the nearby air conditioning unit blows through.
The noise attracts several hillbillies from Fartpoint who had sneaked aboard. The hillbilles, wearing ratty looking denim overalls, strawhats, and covered in dirt, sneak into Sickbay.
Hillbilly # 1: "Hey Pa, this here fella's makes the same noise as yer bottle of Moonshine when you blow on it."
Hillbilly # 2: "He sure does, Billy Bo. Grab me that there chair and i'll play us a jig."
The Hillbillies shout "YEEEEEHAWWWW* and the older Hillbilly begins to blow in Mr. S'Katchoo's ear, producing a low tone.
* oooooo * OOOO * oooooooooo * OOO * oooooooooo * OOO * ooo * OOOOOOOOOOO *
Naturally, a hoe-down breaks out, and Sickbay becomes a Hillbilly festival.
