[Growltigga]

Having slaughtered all other denizens of the Cantina, and having successfully removed Dogscoff from the helm of Tigg-a PLC (formerly known as Tigg-Scoff PLC), Growltigga breathes a great sigh of relief.

Gryphin materialises next to him and together, they share a nice bottle of chilled Lindemans Bin 63, with some tasteful canapes and appropriate nibbles.

Standing on the roof of Tigg-a PLC's head office, lord of all they survey, Gryphin and Growltigga realise that their cunning plan to take over the world has worked.

It is theirs.

And lo, verily it is foretold that a new cantina will arise from the ashes liketh unto spring flowers after rain, that said cantina will be a place of peace and tranquility, of grand cuisine, pleasant company and decent ale, and any peasant drinking crappy American beer will have done to them what God did'eth unto the sodomites, and if they then mess with the fluffy bunny waitresses (who have been practicing their samba'ing on copacabana beach and getting tans) they will have done to them what the sodomites did to one another...

A new future is to be born