The scene: The open road, just a ways from the Door Flies Open clubhouse, purt near the edge of town and a stone’s throw away from the highway. Future Clone Debbie Harry is striding down the road towards the clubhouse while PK, carrying three car batteries, struggles to keep up.

Future Clone Debbie Harry (complaining): This century! What a useless era. Do you know how hard it is to find a magnetic-recoil adjustment dial here?

PK (sweating profusely): Gosh…pretty hard, I guess. Say, do you think we could slow down, or maybe take a break…?

Future Clone Debbie Harry (ignoring him): And an atomic battery! Why, I might as well be in the stone age again!

PK (huffing and puffing): Sorry…?

Future Clone Debbie Harry: As well you should be! Why, here I am, a visitor to your misbegotten 21st century…a royal visitor at that…and how am I treated?

Flashback to thirty minutes earlier: Future Clone Debbie Harry and PK are at the Shop Till U Drop, where she is berating and physically assaulting Ernie the store manager.

Future Clone Debbie Harry (shaking Ernie): What do you mean you don’t carry radioactive isotopes? What is wrong with you? Why are you making me do this???

Ernie (his head wobbling back & forth): S-s-security!

Cut to: the present again.

PK (puffing and huffing): Well…at least we found these car batteries…

Future Clone Debbie Harry: Hmph. Well, they weren’t convenient. Why, we had to pry open the lids of three of those ridiculous vehicles to get them!

PK (struggling with the three car batteries): And they sure are heavy…

Future Clone Debbie Harry (ignoring PK): Hopefully three will do. Do you think we should have gotten a few more?

PK: NO! I mean, I think these will power your Totally Instant Trans…Transmo…your T.I.T.

Future Clone Debbie Harry: Well, I hope you’re right. After all, my T.I.T. is useless without a good power supply. Just like my husband’s D.I.C.K.

PK (starting to lose control of the three batteries): His…

Future Clone Debbie Harry: Yes, the damn thing is useless without power. I mean, one time he forgot to charge it up and there we were, on our honeymoon in the middle of Bulgaria…or was it Romania? Anyway, the darn thing was just dead. I mean, I got so mad I shook it and shook it…

PK (dropping one battery as he struggles to hold onto the others): You shook his di-

Future Clone Debbie Harry (interrupting): You bet I did! As hard as I could! Sometimes you can get it working for a minute or two if you do that, you know.

PK (literally juggling the the two batteries): I didn’t know that…

Future Clone Debbie Harry (sighing): When that didn’t work I thwacked it against a rock.

PK (shocked now, letting one battery drop as he tries to catch the other): You….what?

Future Clone Debbie Harry (shrugging): That didn’t help, of course, but it made me feel better. Moose was a bit upset, but…

PK (catching the last battery, then tripping over one of the others and landing with a thud): I’ll bet! I mean, that was his…

Future Clone Debbie Harry: Then I threw it into a lake.

PK (struggling to get the battery off of his groin): You threw it away…?

Future Clone Debbie Harry (sniffing): Well, it was useless. I saw no reason to keep it around.

PK (face red as he tries to lift the battery): Say, my D.I.C.K. is getting a little crushed right now…

Future Clone Debbie Harry: What? You have a Direct Interface Computer Key? Well, why didn’t you say so?

PK (pushing the battery off of his lap, then collapsing on the ground): Never mind…I think it’s useless now, too…

As a car approaches Future Clone Debbie Harry sticks a thumb out. The car slows to a stop and she looks in the window.

Future Clone Debbie Harry: Why, hello, there. Say, do you think you could give me and my…friend…a ride?

If the man behind the wheel is astonished to find a 1970’s Debbie Harry lookalike on the road, he shows no sign of it. He is, after all, Unsurprised.

Unsurprised: No problem. Where are you headed?

Future Clone Debbie Harry: Oh, just a little place down the road. It’s home to a club called Door Flies Open.

Unsurprised: Why, that’s just where I was heading, myself…

To be continued…