"Hey, Napoleon, I heard Spikesgirl is feeling down." "Whu? Why, we can't have that, now, can we, Illya? We need to get out of here and pay her a little visit."
"Which way, Illya?" "I shall ask directions from this kind young lady."
"Uh, partner, are you sure that 'kind young lady' gave us the right directions?" "I believe so, Napoleon. There is decidedly less ice floating in the water than there was the last time we surfaced. We must be heading toward California."
"Okay, so I admit it should be faster to take the train, Napoleon. But couldn't we just have bought tickets instead of doing this the hard way?" "It may be tough going, Illya, but Spike's worth it!"
"Well, partner mine, I think we're finally here. I see Spikesgirl, but she doesn't look too down right now. She seems to be surrounded by lots of other friends. You can feel the love from here!" "Perhaps they also heard she was in need, and dropped by to lend their support as well."
"We hope you don't mind our being a bit late, dear Spike. There were a few minor inconveniences on the way. But we would not have missed, for all the world, this chance to say: YOU'RE THE BEST FIRST COUSIN AN UNCLE AGENT EVER HAD!"