Ralph nods proudly, "Yeah, it's my job to wreck the building for the gamers to fix. Not to brag or anything, but I give 'em a pretty good challenge." One way or another, the game usually went to Ralph, the gamers had only a few lives, while Ralph kept on going.

He thinks on this, "Right. If I know anything, I know that the Good Guys are supposed to win. Might be pretty hard for 'em, an' ya might have to put in a lotta quarters, but at the end of the day, that's th' point of the game."

Ralph grins lopsidedly, "My best friend back at home can talk and talk, wonder if she'd get him to crack."