The Guild

Almost finished packing.

I don't want to brag, but I'm really good at it.

When I was 12, I rolled a score over on an arcade Tetris machine, so...

Anyway, we're leaving tomorrow for the Gaming Convention!

The Guild is carpooling in Vork's creepy van,

so, as long as there's not an Amber Alert out,

we should arrive tomorrow, ready for a weekend of...

I'm not really sure.

I've never been to a nerdstravaganza before.

But getting offline and out of my element will be awesome!

Gives me some space to work out

my chaotically aligned feelings about Zaboo.

Am I into him? Do I want to do the nasty with him?

Idea isn't repulsing me, but... whatever!

Road trip!

I spy with my little eye...

Oh! A family of six flipping us off.

Tink, that looks like a very fun game.

But if you could lower this a bit so I can see this area better...

Back off! God, why did I agree to go on this trip?

Vork! Do something!

Bladezz! Stop doing whatever it is you're doing to Tink!

Hey, it's that family again. Still -- still giving us the bird.

I'll have your license, fiend!

Dude, how am I driving'd? Hello!

Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

Are we there yet?

Clara! Don't make me pull this Guild over.

Are you watching the video I made you?

Oh, my God! You made "High School Musical"?

No! I recorded your kids saying good-bye to us.

- It was super cute. - They noticed?

Now they're gonna tell Wiggly I left. Fudgenuts!

I spy with my zombie eye --

My fist coming towards your face if you don't shut the F up!

Come on, Tink! Everybody loves a car game.

Ow!

Ooh, ow! Ooh, okay.

Punch buggy'd. Good one.

Come on, you guys. We're gonna have so much fun at this convention.

I mean, we're gonna play "The Game," get to know each other better...

Right, Zaboo?

Yeah! Midnight Munchkin madness! Alliterate'd!

Screw that. Let me out.

Psychological studies show

that rats housed in uncomfortably close proximity

become overly aggressive and gnaw each other to death.

We may be close.

Codex... what the hell is this?

Oh, it's nothing. Really.

What are you guys talking about?

I want to be involved in everything that you're talking about.

Conference in the south wing. Now!

That better be a suicide note.

I was just...

I don't know.

What do you think about it? Him and me?

Ugh! You've gone from hot stunt guy to kilted Guild leader to Zaboo?

Your relationship patching system

is seriously going in the wrong direction!

He is not a downgrade. I mean, look at him. What --?

- What's wrong with him? - Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

The license-plate game!

The winner gets a lesson from me in Fortran.

And it's gonna smell like burrito. So...

Maybe I just want someone who's nice to me for a change.

And... warlock/priest combo is killer, right?

Middle-earth to Codex -- that's not real life.