“Hey, Gal wait up! Where are we going?” Scaramouche called out, running along behind Galileo. “Out into the night! Down on the streets! We're rebels now!” Galileo replied, confidently striding into the wasteland of rock n’ roll. “Don't call me Baby!” Scaramouche snapped at him “But it’s a word I hear in my head all the time.” He mumbled

“Here’s an idea...” Scaramouche smiled a little “What?” Galileo replied, looking a little confused “Keep it there.” Scaramouche muttered