3¢Iggy: Nothing seems to be happening, Master [AX20.¢Iggy: Sensors reveal no environmental change. Are you sure you read the instructions carefully?¢Iggy: Zero effect. Zero effect. No discernible change in status. [0 [PR30¢3¢Iggy: A tinny little tune is jangling out from the music box: "How Much is that Doggy in the Window?". Please Master, close the box. I don't think I can stand another verse!¢Iggy: The plunky refrains of "Doggy in the Window" are eminating from the box. Some sort of electro- mechanical harmonics simulator, I'd guess. How crude.¢Iggy: The box is playing "Doggy in the Window". Not a bad interpretation.¢2¢Iggy: Goodness, Master! A horrible monstrosity is rushing at us from the shadows! It's a drog! Why didn't you pay attention to that warning buoy? Nothing can survive a drog-attack! Nothing!¢Iggy: Master? Is that you breathing down my neck? I didn't think so. Aaaagh! It's a junkyard drog! The meanest creature in the universe. Yard-long teeth, disgusting breath, atrocious social etiquette. Oh, why didn't I stay on Regulon III?¢3¢Iggy: Good news, Master. The drog passed right by me and started on you. Ah, I can see the tears of relief in your myopic little eyes. Master? Do you really think it's advisable to place yourself in the drog's mouth like that?¢Iggy: Look out! Too late. Really, Master, you should do something about those reflexes of yours. And you should have paid more attention to that warning buoy.¢Iggy: The drog's attacking. Do something! Really, Master. It's eating you alive and all you can do is stand there screaming "Iggy! Iggy!". Hardly an effective deterrent.¢əəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəəə
