*Ah time for some much needed R&R. The major forces of evil had been set back for awhile, damsels have been saved, and the heroic deeds have been done for Valron. In his opinion its time to sit back and get hammered.*

*Valron slauntered into the bar, moving back and forth chaoticly. He had on headphones and was humming what sounded like a weird mix between a techno song and pop music. He danced to the music playing on his cd player jerkily, legs flailing and fingers snapping. His eyes where closed shut and covered by a pair of yellow tinted thin sunglasses.*

*As he moved a stool flew from the table that Shenron was sitting at and slid across the floor for a head on collision with Valron. Valron seemed to pay no attention and continued humming and dancing. As the stool was about to hit him he spun in his dance and thrashed out his legs, narrowly avoiding the stool. He contined his blind dance towards the bartender. Kalika flew across the room spinning also heading in Valron's way. He kicked out both legs and then spun around twice as she sailed past him and into the bar. He turned and continued dancing towards the bar. He sat down and smiled. Life was good.*

"Milk please." Valron cheerily said to the bartender, still not looking or turning down his music.

*The bartender looked at Valron with the strangest look he had ever given a customer in the many years he had worked here.*

"This guy is either an idiot, or a genius. Hey buddy, did you dodge those things on purpose?" the man asked Valron.

*Valron opened his eyes and saw the guy was talking to him. He turned down his cd player and asked the man to repeat himself.*

"Dodge them on purpose? Dodge what?" Valron asked.

*The man pointed behind him towards the two about to fight as he pushed Valron's milk towards him and was paid for it.*

*Ah, a fight. And a damsel in distress. Why do I feel suddenly like fate has frowned down apon me and decided to pull me into yet another wonderful series of seemingly unrealated events that tie in together in some wonderfully evil way and create a problem that threatens all life? Huh? Why do I feel that? You want to awnser that one for me god? Thought not.... This is some damn good milk..... Valron thought as he watched the fight and absentmindedly rested his hands on his two special guns he carried with him.*