the MST3K gang riffs on bad stories i made when i was like nine

RTA #3- Host Segment

(Jonah and Emily are drinking tea in the lounge, then they look at us, and do a spit take)

(Cut to SOL "host segment place", where Kinga is looking around at the satellite with Max)

Lexsi: And this is where we talk to the people you exploit us to.

Kinga: My father was a genius. This is an asylum. (notices Jonah and Emily) Oh... You're all here?! (smirks) Great.

(cut to Jonah and Emily)

Jonah: Uh, hey, Miss Forrester, ma'am.

Emily: What do you need?

(SOL)

Kinga: I found out how you're all not dying. Riffing. Right?

(Lounge)

Jonah: Yeah, I thought you knew that...

(SOL)

Kinga: I thought you were joking! Well... I found out what that word means and Lexsi taught me.

(Lounge. Jonah and Emily groan)

Emily: Lexsi...

(SOL)

Lexsi: They were sitting with me. Also, it's my job.

Kinga: And while I've taken a tour of the upper deck of the satellite, I had an idea... The next time you both end up in the Gizmoplex... (chuckles) I'm gonna present an invention that will literally stop you from riffing.

Max: We are? Awesome!

Kinga: It'll be either a Humor-Bot, or I pull an Ursula and try to trade for that voice-stealing potion. It depends on how I'm feeling.

(Lounge)

Jonah: Have fun with that.

Emily: You aren't staying, right-

(SOL)

BEEP! BEEP!

Lexsi: WE GOT STORY SIGN!

Kinga: What's that?

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