* a videocall appears
* annoyingly loud and exciting music blasts from it...
* ...and out pops out a salesman drawn in black and white
SPAMTON RETRO * HELLO HELLO, HELLO EVERY!!!!BOD!!! THAT'S RIGHT. RETRO IS HERE!?!
SPAMTON RETRO * SO, A LIL' BIRDY TOLD ME TO SLIDE RIGHT UP TO THIS ADRESS RIGHT 'ERE...
* he winks at the audience (?)
SPAMTON RETRO * SO, I DECIDED TO OBLIGE! AND BOY WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE!
* he takes a good look at Dove, then turns back to the audience
SPAMTON RETRO * IS IT JUST ME, OR DOES IT FEEL MOODY IN HERE?!
!?!
[ * Ok he's. Very confused and surprised!! How the hell did he do that. Dove looks around with a very "what the fuck is going on" face when Retro "talks" to the "audience", he's all fluffed up too. Dove defense mode. ]
WHO THE [[HELL]] GAVE YOU MY- [[Retro]]--??? Who even are you [[talking]] to.










