“Not him!” Cecil is saying adamantly, angrily. Carlos doesn't know much that makes him get that tone. It's really only--“Steve Carlsberg comes nowhere near this!”

Yep, it's pretty much only Steve Carlsberg.

“He's ex-vague yet menacing government agency,” Old Woman Josie says. “And you know it, Cecil. We need him.”

“Can't we bring him in closer to the end?” Michael asks. He's got a lilting voice, a little musical, sort of like Dana's. “I mean, we all know how Cecil feels.”

“I'm sure we can work something out, son,” Larry Leroy adds.

“No,” Cecil says woodenly. “No, he'll be an asset to the planning stages, Josie is right. Bring him in.”

Carlos winces as he slides the potatoes into the oven in Cecil's bright blue casserole dish—it was white last time he was here—and wonders how seriously Cecil must take bowling, if he's going to let his nemesis onto the team. He also wonders how much planning bowling requires, really.

Isn't it just throwing a heavy ball down a lane to knock over some pins? Why is everyone acting like they're going to war?

Shoppers, a Ralph’s spokesperson initially stated, should be aware that the establishment has temporarily “sold out” of Crisco, olive oil, cucumbers, Starburst brand candy, and canned tuna. However, when attending reporters responded to this announcement with little more than glazed eyes and a series of yearning stares—all of which focused primarily on moving lips and flicking tongue—, the spokesperson made a subsequent amendment, adding that you may still see these items for sale on the shelves, you just definitely do not want to buy them, because You Don’t Know Where They’ve Been.