Expiration Date2014/I

Scout:
[struggling after they've been "eaten" by the bread monster] Aaahhhh... Ah... Miss Pauling, you all right?

Miss Pauling:
[opening her eyes] I can't feel anything below my neck...

Scout:
Oh God...

Miss Pauling:
Oh. Now I can feel it. Ow. Ow.

Scout:
Oh God, I am so sorry. This is...

Miss Pauling:
That... was so... much... FUN! [a smile forms on her face]

Scout:
[a look of confusion on his face] You're not mad?

Miss Pauling:
[quickly] I was furious. Oh my God, you set off the briefcase alarm and you were having a prom for some reason. But then there was this monster and we shot it and we built a bomb and I think my leg's broken. Can we do this again?

Scout:
Yeah, sure! [He smiles, but frowns upon remembering about the "death watches" they were all given] Wait, nah. We can't. I'm going to be dead.

Miss Pauling:
[Confused] Wait, what?

Soldier:
[poking his head into the cavity] Good news! We're not dying! We are going to live forever!

Medic:
[the Heavy opens up a side of the dead bread monster, letting light in] I didn't say that! I just said we're not filled with tumors!

Scout:
Oh thank God. [relaxes and chuckles]