"Carlos!" Cecil hissed, "I can't talk now, the weather's about to start!" "I /miss/ you." The scientist sighed. Cecilos phone sex
Cecil gets a message from Carlos, still trapped in the desert otherworld.
"And Blades," Heatwave added, "Don't stay up late watching horror movies. I won't be around to help you hunt zombie hamsters." Blades frowned, petulant, "That was one time."