Consistency II

bird noises its jellyfish

Yes, the secret ingredient in your tacos is jellyfish. Not that you can ever let your worthless son know that. If he tried to make tacos the way you did, it would threaten the entire world.

Come to think of it, you're not sure where he is right now. You hope he hasn't gone on a journey to meet the ancient and wise Razzle-Dazzle to learn your secrets. Not because he'd succeed, but because he's dumb enough to get himself killed by those stupid trials. He may be a disappointment to you in every way you can imagine, but you don't want to see him dead.

Anyhow, the jellyfish is properly cooked and the tacos will be done soon. You take a quick break to check your e-mail.

Wait. Your husband sent you one saying he's bringing a guest to dinner. You weren't ready for a guest! You quickly read the e-mail to see who it is, maybe you still have time to prepare.

Wait. WHO is he bringing?

he wants your rent money. george is your landlord

Of course! That's why you found this whole exchange so odd.

"Why should I give you my rent money when George is my landlord?" you ask the alligator. He's taken aback. Clearly he thought his smooth-talking had gone over better.

"Well, uh, I'm collecting it on George's behalf," says the alligator. "Because he's very busy right now, with, uh, a duel to the death at McDieval's. You know, one of those types who could pay cash but always insists on a duel."

Hmm. You're not sure about this. There's still something funny about the alligator's explanation, even though it does fit what you know about George's spending habits. Personally, you prefer debit.

Maybe there's a question you could ask him that could help you make up your mind.

>A large catapult

Yeah, your A Large Catapult card could get this stupid kid over you. Too bad you're a gateway and you can't actually talk or use cards yourself. Why is it everytime a potential savior has to go to the Golden Palace, they're always just so terrible at using their cards?

Well, you do have some powers as the Silver Gates that you can actually control. They mostly involve making you shinier, but you have nothing better to do than figure out a way to use that to explain things to the kid.

Not that you expect a kid this dumb to actually notice.

>Perhaps it has something to do with the space dragon parked in the parking lot.

You've just had it with this prisoner's blatantly false answers. That last one was even less believable than when they said it was batteries to the doomsday device. So you decide to be a little more specific, after a few more kicks to the prisoner's shins of course.

"Does this device of yours have anything to do with the space dragon parked in our parking lot?" you ask.

The prisoner looks confused.

"You have a parking lot?" he asks finally. "Can I see it?"

Well, you definitely weren't prepared for that answer. This interrogation is going completely wrong.

Maybe you can use his interest in the parking lot to your advantage somehow, though. But how?