“WHOO! I finally get to try out all my sick new dance tricks.” Yosh told him.

“Okay. Computer. Take us outside. Yosh and Teka, as expected, where teleported to Teka’s front yard.

“Let’s do this” Yosh said.” And wit that, he started to dance. He danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced, and danced. And then he went on dancing. Yosh did not stop until seven years later. Wait, no, that’s ridiculous. He did not stop until Teka told him the plan finally worked. Yeah, that’s a reasonable stopping time, so I‘ll go with that.

“Alright. It worked. You can stop now. They’re on there way,” Teka told Yosh. And with a muttered “Darn,” Yosh did like I said he would in the last paragraph.