| Page | 2 |
| Frame | 1 |
| Description | Jaguar and Cartier offer their food stuffed hands to the hugely jewelled tour manager Angus |
| angus | You realise you have no jurisdiction, and you're just a figureheads |
| jaguar | So that'll be NO work to do |
| angus | You have VIP status so the tour chef will be at your compete disposal |
| cartier | So just to clarify NO work to do |
| Frame | 2 |
| Description | The pair are introduced to the tour entourage a myriad of similarly looking girls and one person dressed up as a Derek dragon |
| angus | That’s the hairdresser, manicurist, acupuncturist, pedicurists, jewel polisher, her twin sister, assorted cousins, chiropractor, cobbler, well you get the drift and not forgetting Horny the Tour mascot and eunuch |
| jaguar | Excellent better check out this chef first |
| Frame | 3 |
| Description | the entourage bus is ready to leave, the cops are checking it's schedule. |
| jaguar | All accounted for, the chefs sitting up the front in case we need a pit stop |
| cartier | That’s it then better leave the coffees getting cold |
| Frame | 4 |
| Description | The entourage leave the police car with flashing lights followed by the entourage bus followed by a massive space freighter hauling the equipment |
| jaguar | So have you heard any of their music |
| cartier | I think one of their tunes was used for that apple smelling soap |
| jaguar | Oh I liked that |
| cartier | So did the bees went straight for me |
| jaguar | Can't remember the music though |
