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Scene: The Bat-Escape-Pick-Up is parked off the road, half hidden in some bushes. Opposite it is a very high chain-link fence which glares frighteningly at anyone who even has the audacity to wander near it. In the distance a rough dirt track that gives the impression of carefully tended decay leads up to a collection of long, low buildings surrounded by fields with barely visible dots moving about. Our intrepid band of shoppers are wandering around, save for LazyScot who is sitting in the driving seat, arguing with the Bat-AI.
"Okay, so let's see if I've got this correct. Across the road is the highly secret weapons research establishment of the Knights of Literature, a shadowy, unknown organisation whose avowed aim is to improve the world by eliminating from it all forms of inferior literature, those who write it and those who read it. To that end they have bio-engineered a team of llamas to be expert specialists at infiltration, martial-arts, kidnap, killing and general mayhem. And since I said I wanted some llamas you thought it would be good to get these."
"Yes" replied the BatAI
"I thought you said you where here to help."
"I did. I just didn't say who."
"Look it's all irrelevant, we don't know where the llamas are, how to get to them, or anything. Take us to a pet shop."
"You don't have the money for a pet-shop. I could stop the Fax and print out a set of clear directions to make it easy to get the llamas for free."
"Help" said the invisible Nekokami from behind the blizzard of shopping-list FAXes. "Oh, and they'd like some angora rabbits."
"Alright, alright. Look, what makes you think these llamas are safe, or that we can get the back?"
"Their programming hasn't been completed, so as long as you don't too many trigger words, you should be okay. Also this is a bat-vehicle. This means it is equipped with a large number of bat-devices-to-get-the-script-writer-out-of-the-blind-alley-they've-just-written-themselves-into. Otherwise known as Bat-Plot-Devices. Here's the map and directions."
LazyScot spends sometime studying the directions and tracing them on the map, frowns and glares that the BatAI's screen.
"So basically, you want us to break in through the front-door, run round in circles shooting things up, get captured, get tortured, escape, blow the place up, run out, double back and the collect the llamas from the field that's a few hundred yards down the road."
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I don't like the Knights of Literature. They keep trying to eliminate the Batman Franchise. Literally. And it would make life much more exciting."
"Tough! Everyone back in the pick-up. We're driving down the road to the llamas. Hang-on. Has anyone seen the Pandaborg? no... BatAI can you please fax or email or whatever pshrynk and get him to ask them to meet us down the road."
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