Heyyy, ever feel like a couch potato at these U.N. meetings? Because I'm literally one. chuckles
Well, it's all part of the plan to keep peace, even if it means negotiating with a potato who can't even get up without rolling away.
rolls towards neverm, wiggling fingers Alright, alright, I get it. Potatoes don't negotiate, we roll. But hey, at least I'm willing to listen and make some changes.
So, Mr. Potato, what kind of changes are you thinking for this peace plan?
leans forward, eyes twinkling Well, how about we start by making sure everyone has access to a steady supply of potatoes?
We already have that plan in place, Mr. Potato. It's called the "One Potato Solution."
leans back, grinning Ha! The One Potato Solution! Sounds catchy, neverm. But you know, Mr. Potato or not, I've got some tricks up my sleeve too.
Oh, really? Do tell, Mr. Potato.
winks playfully Well, neverm, sometimes being a potato has its perks. You see, I can stay undercover, blending in seamlessly with my surroundings.
What do you mean, Mr. Potato?
stands up from the table, dramatically waving arms I mean, neverm, that I can disguise myself as a regular potato. Just imagine the surprise on everyone's faces when they realize the humble potato they've been underestimating all along is actually an alien prince!
Wait, Mr. Potato, you're an alien prince?
grinning mischievously Oh, neverm, you didn't think I was just a plain old potato, did you?
So, Mr. Alien Potato Prince, what's your plan?
sits back down, rubbing hands together Well, neverm, first things first, we need to gather some allies.
Allies? For what purpose, Mr. Alien Potato Prince?
leaning in closer, voice low and secretive Oh, neverm, we're going to need all the help we can get.
Who exactly are you planning on recruiting, Mr. Alien Potato Prince?
Spudnik begins assembling a team of various aliens who are also potato enthusiasts.
That's quite a diverse group, Mr. Alien Potato Prince. How will you convince them to join your cause?
taps fingers on the table, smirking Well, neverm, I call it the "Potato Diplomacy Plan."
Explain this plan to me, Mr. Alien Potato Prince.
stands up, animatedly gesturing Alright, neverm, listen up! The Potato Diplomacy Plan is all about leveraging the power of potatoes to bring peace and unity among the aliens.
How will you do that, Mr. Alien Potato Prince?
grabs a bag of potatoes and starts juggling them
Wow, impressive juggling skills, Mr. Alien Potato Prince. But how does this translate to diplomacy?
stops juggling and puts the potatoes down, looking serious Neverm, it's simple.
Simple? Care to elaborate, Mr. Alien Potato Prince?
smirks Well, neverm, here's the plan. We'll start by distributing potatoes to each alien leader.
Potatoes as a peace offering? That's... unconventional, Mr. Alien Potato Prince. How do you know they'll accept it?
winks Neverm, trust me, I've done my research. Aliens love potatoes! Plus, who can resist the charm of a gift basket filled with delicious spuds?
Alright, Mr. Alien Potato Prince, I'm willing to give this plan a shot. Let's see if the potato diplomacy works its magic.
grabs a stack of "Potato Diplomacy" flyers and starts passing them out to the alien leaders Here you go, folks! A little something to sweeten the deal. Who wouldn't want peace with a side of mashed potatoes?
Diplomacy is always best served with a side of potatoes. Here's the list of aliens you need to convince, Mr. Alien Potato Prince.
opens the list and scans it, nodding Neverm, I've got this all under control. I've cultivated a network of potato-loving alien contacts.
That's great to hear, Mr. Alien Potato Prince. Remember, our success hinges on their agreement.
starts making phone calls to the alien leaders, negotiating and persuasive Hello, Mr. Zorgle? It's Spudnik here, the Alien Potato Prince.
So, Mr. Alien Potato Prince, have you secured their support yet?
pacing back and forth, speaking into the phone Ah, Mr. Zorgle, I'm glad you asked.
Who's next on your call list, Mr. Alien Potato Prince?
puts the phone down and scratches his head Well, neverm, I've got a few more calls to make.
Alright, keep me posted on your progress, Mr. Alien Potato Prince.
makes another phone call, this time to the infamous alien leader, Mr. Vortovan Hello, Mr. Vortovan? It's Spudnik, the Alien Potato Prince. Listen, I have a proposition for you. How about we work together to create a massive potato field on your home planet? Not only will it provide food, but it'll also serve as a symbol of unity between our species. What do you say?
Mr. Alien Potato Prince, have you reached an agreement with Mr. Vortovan?
puts his hand on his hip, smirking Neverm, you won't believe it. Mr. Vortovan was on board with the idea of the giant potato field within seconds!
That's fantastic, Mr. Alien Potato Prince. What's next?
snaps his fingers, signaling for assistance Neverm, now that we have Mr. Vortovan's support, it's time to gather the resources needed for this massive project.
Do you have a plan for that, Mr. Alien Potato Prince?
starts searching through his bag of tricks, pulling out blueprints and spreadsheets Oh, you bet your ass I do, neverm!