you where in mech on the boat with the other and oarsmen was leading away with he’s flamingo Oar Hernandez: where are we? What is this place?

Bush: the mouth of the lazy River. Marty designed a lot of the rivers features you know… you could have been a part of this, too gavin..

Gavin: don’t start with that whole thing again, bush. You know where I stand!

Bush: Marty argued that Scottsdale needed a good riparian zone to feel like a real place to humans. So here we are. At the cavernous start of it.

Gavin: oh yeah, Marty did like spelunking. We talked about spelunking. In Maine. Marty preferred the real thing with me.

Bush: you’re so analog, Gavin… Marty and I have in fact spelunking here man times. Through secret channels that only we know about, by the glimmer of electronic glowworms.

Gavin: yeah, right.

Oarsman: can’t help overhearing… you and Marty sound a lot like me and Bucky. We have a deep psychic connection…. When were together were not afraid of anything. Ah.. the River the best metaphor for life..

Hernandez: uhh… what’s happening?

oarsman: the current gently pushing you along...

Bush: Not too confident in our river guide.

Oarsman: slow and steady at first… but it gets faster,

Bush: he’s muttering to himself!!

Hernandez: I think the oar is evil… is it just me or is it scowling at us!

oarsman: That's right! The river doesn’t care about you!

hernandez: He's possessed or something.

you were just listening to the conversation