[Red Lion]

"I was there on business once, but I didn't really do any exploring," said Klaus.

[uncledaddy]

Randy whistled. "Shame on you, sug'. It's a beautiful place!"

[Red Lion]

"Well why don't you show me?" Klaus suggested, his soft grey eyes holding uncustomary warmth and the ends of his mustache curling upwards ever so slightly.

[uncledaddy]

"A'right; I'd be happy to," Randy VIII replied. "Anything you think you'd wanna see or do?"

[Red Lion]

"Surprise me!" said Klaus, "I feel like being adventurous tonight."

[uncledaddy]

"Adventurous it is!" Randy VIII took him to one of the smaller Schickelgruber clubs, a good bit farther past the border than his usual location, Black Coffee. This club was set in the middle of a large plane, where Schickelgrubers and blorknogs set up obstacle courses and raced vehicles of both human and alien design. The actual parking lot was located a fair distance from the racing ground, and the building itself was illuminated by images which moved and danced in time to music coming from inside. The sign above the door was in Schickelgruber, with no English translation.

[Red Lion]

"What's this place?" asked Klaus.

[uncledaddy]

Randy read him the name, which sounded like a short burst of vocal cracks and whistles being made at the same time. "Old blorknog dialect," he explained; "basically means 'to leap before you look'. My friend Haphazard works here. It's a pretty fun place."

[Red Lion]

"Well, let's charge blindly into the unknown, shall we?" Klaus offered Randy his arm.

[uncledaddy]

Randy howled in agreement, signifying their arrival into the establishment. They were greeted by a chorus of similar howls, including the loud and echoic cries of several blorknogs.

[Red Lion]

"Oh my! This is very different!" said Klaus, feeling nervous for the first time.

[uncledaddy]

"Nice, though, huh?" Randy nodded to one side of the room where, past the sea of colorful manes and sharp teeth, there was an intimidating black chamber just large enough to fit two Schickelgrubers or blorknogs of decent size. "You wanna try the funbox?"

[Red Lion]

"What's it do?" asked Klaus, eyeing the box dubiously.

[uncledaddy]

"Somethin' different every time," Randy replied with a grin. "'Course, there's a list of possibilities posted outside just in case... Basically, you put two people in the box, an' they can get hit with anything from temporary love potions to electricity. It's all randomized, so nobody knows what it's gonna be--just that it'd be somethin' from the list, you know, for safety purposes."

[Red Lion]

Klaus nodded, "Well, let's see what's in store!" he said pulling Randy into the box with him.

[uncledaddy]

More jubilant howls filled the room and Randy paused to place his shoes on the floor nearby before the entrance to the box closed, encasing them in total darkness. "Never know; we might end up fightin' and I don't wanna scuff them gorgeous shoes," he giggled. "It'll start by itself. You ready?"