The Yellow gives another nasty chuckle.<br/><br/>"Can't help you.  Sorry.  You need STD Registration, Requisitions, Food Additives, and Sidearms.  But you'd better hurry.  They'll be moving to new quarters real soon."<br/><br/>The other five Yellows grin like...uhm...well, you don't know<em>what</em>their grins remind you of, but they aren't nice.*<br/><br/>"Now get outta here, you low-ranking laser whiffs.  I got a hostile takeover to plan."<br/><br/><br/>(*Loyal Citizens who have never experienced Outdoors would not recognize the words 'pissed off wolverine' in their proper context.)