Summary: When Apocalypse Dowell was hungry, it made him crazy.nbsp; It happened a lot, especially on airplanes and at weddings.nbsp; He wondered how people who were poor and had little to eat managed to remain sane.nbsp; A headache was starting to grow in the back of his head; being around Aloha was making it worse. James returned to the futon.nbsp; ldquo;There's a robot at the door.nbsp; Says it wants Mick Aloha.rdquo; Aloha shook his head.nbsp; ldquo;I'm privy to robots knocking at my door, dude.nbsp; As soon as I answer it, that thing will attack me.nbsp; I'm privy to robot attacks, too, so it won't be a problem, but I'm kind of tired, it's getting late, and I wouldn't mind getting me some sleep.nbsp; Is there anything to eat around here?rdquo; ldquo;Yeah, we might have some crackers, but we'll have to share.nbsp; I'm starving.rdquo; ldquo;You can have the crackers, Dowell.nbsp; That's hippy food.rdquo; The doorbell rang again. Dowell walked around the junkpile and to the door, where the viewscreen showed a messenger robot hovering on the other side of the door.nbsp; Dowell opened the door. The messenger robot hovered in the doorway.nbsp; Dowell motioned for it to follow him. When Aloha saw the robot behind Dowell, he jumped to his feet and took a karate pose.nbsp; ldquo;It all makes sense now, Dowell.nbsp; You're the one behind all of this.nbsp; Yes, this makes total sense.nbsp; The heromdash;that's memdash;living with the villainmdash;that's youmdash;in the same apartment.rdquo;
