/knocks on front door
Yes, officer?
/flies down, lands on Stanzi's shoulder
You Richard Stanzi? Yes, sir. I'm here to inform you that Girls Generation is missing. All attempts to contact them in South Korea have been unsuccessful. We're working under the assumption that they've been kidnapped. Possibly taken to North Korea. But I was supposed to have a MARCHIFORNICATION contest against them today... Yes, I know. It's why they dispatched me here. No word yet from Commissioner doodoopoop on what impact this will have on the tournament, though I'm sure it means you win by forfeit. In any case, there's no game today. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go arrest another Oregon Duck. Sure, sure. Thank you, officer. /closes door I can't win by forfeit against a half-dozen teenage girls. It's...it's...unamerican. I have to go to Korea and find that k-pop supergroup. This is going to be one heck of a mission, though. I'll probably have to enter Communist territory, and not even Teddy Roosevelt himself could dodge all the obstacles that could be in my path. I can't do this alone. I need someone with experience beating Communists in Southeast Asia, and MacArthur has been dead for 40 years. Who can I...wait. I know just the person. /pulls up Freedom Fone address book and enters name
Sir, phone call from a Ricky Stanzi, line 2
Freedom Squad. Leman here.
J, it's Ricky. Yes, Ricky. Hot blonde secretary informed me you were on the line.
J, I need your help. Korean pop group Girls Generation missed our MARCHIFORNICATION game today. The cops think they've been kidnapped, and maybe taken to North Korea. Holy freedom, Ricky. Yeah, I know. I've got to go rescue them, and I know you've dealt with Asian communists in the past, and I need your expertise. This sounds like a just and noble cause, Ricky. That's why it pains me to have to tell you...no, Ricky. I can't go to Korea to save a half-dozen 18-year-old hotties. But J...this is what you live for! Used to live for, Ricky. After my last mission to China, where I stopped Mao Tse Tung from stockpiling enough Mello Yello to build a nuclear bomb capable of destroying the continental United States, my wife made me promise I would never again return to Asia, that I would never again shoot 500 Chinese guards for the cause of liberty and have Youtube videos of my awesomeness posted online. Now I'm stuck here behind a desk at Langley. J, this is different, though. We're talking about cute Korean gi... I MADE PROMISES, RICKY! I made promises...and those promises I have to keep. I'm sorry, old friend, but I have to sit this one out. /hangs up phone /slumps shoulders Well, I'll just have to do this one alone...
/walks up from behind Like hell you're going to Korea alone. We've got your back. Ain't that right, Ace?
ARF ARF /cocks assault rifle You're an excellent teammate, AC. Now let's go save some hotties.