Yawn! <stretches>
"Say, has anything been happening arou---"
Adrian suddenly appeared in front of me wielding (for want of a better word) something strange, sort of like a cross between a banana, Marvin the Martian (from Bugs Bunny)'s death ray gun, and a deadly ego.
"Errr... Hello Adrian."
<Kerzapppp. Pow. ding. The colour green, yellow and a trans-dimensional vacuum. Whizz. Flash. Pop.>
"Ummm... Hello? Anyone? Who turned out the lights?"
<A very enlightening black spotlight lights up.>
"Ah. Hello Marc. I don't suppose you know where we are?"
"I think we're stuck at the back of my imagination stuck somewhere in a short circuit with someone's subconscious."
"Woof"
"Oh, hello WDE."
"When I find pshrynk..."
"Well, perhaps you shouldn't have worn red. Haven't you ever seen Star Trek?"
"Gulp."
"So Marc, would you know how to get out of here?"
"Ummm...."
"Come on, how on earth do you get out of your own skull?"
"Ahhh! I think I stashed the ZCD recipe back around here somewhere."
<Marc rushes off and starts doing worrying things with liquids.>
"WDE, why are you eating your scarf?"
"Self Preservation."
<Marc returns with three glasses...>
"Ah well. Good luck all. Bottoms up."