"...mmm... this is my Nephew Grog, who joined the Space Academy!
His skin is so dry... and is he... floppy?"

"...mmm..."

**"... yeah, that's kind of a long story there... Look, Grog here is in pretty bad shape, and he needs some of that fancy healing ooze you guys have... so can we find him some, yahthink? I mean, look at him..."**

"...mmm... we must take him to the Constable... follow me..."