[An 18-wheeler rolls along under a starry sky across the desert. In the distance, colored lights dance.] "So, kid, did you have a good time down there?" "I did! I uh, thought you were fictional...?" "You ever hear anyone say 'truth is stranger than fiction'?" "Oh absolutely. Probably said it myself at some point..." [quiet road noise continues. the light at the horizon fills the sky. the truck follows an off-ramp labeled 'To BIFROST' and starts downshifting.] "Okay, kid, here's your stop. The beefy guy sitting on the desk is Heimdall, and he'll direct you from here. Tell John 'Jambi' Paragon hello from everyone!" [the passenger door of the cab opens up, and Paul Reubens clambers out.] "Thanks, Marge!! Be safe out there!!"