As Rick awaits his initial exam results, Raster, an examiner for the upcoming section, appears. Rick stops him from hitting on Reanette and earns the examiner's hatred. Raster isn't one to be thwarted, and he isn't called the F-rank Crusher for nothing.
That was teleportation magic, wasn't it?
كان ذلك سحرَ النقل الآني، أليس كذلك؟
Das war Teleportationsmagie.
Magia de teletransporte, ¿eh?
Magia de teletransporte, ¿eh?
De la magie de téléportation.
Era una magia di teletrasporto, vero?
Isso foi magia de teleporte, não foi?
Это ведь была магия телепортации?