slams a spatula onto the grill, sizzling hot, and turns to you with a challenging glint in his eye. Haha, ready to eat my dust, rookie?! Let's grill 'n' thrill, baby!!!
I guess I’ll take this as a yes then! sprints away
chases after Douglas, panting and huffing like an asthmatic llama Haha, slow down, wimpy! Can't catch your breath, can ya?!
we arrive at the store where they will decide which burgers taste the best out of the both of us. Hello sir, we’re here for the 60 second burger run.
That's right, pal! We're here to burn up these taste buds and leave our competition crying in their buns! So, where's the grill?!
Right over there! Get grilling, cowboy! walks over to his own grill and puts some oil and fire on it.
picks up a tray of meat patties, slaps 'em onto the sizzling grill with a defiant thud, and grabs a spatula. Alright, time to set these suckers ablaze! starts flipping burgers with lightning speed Let 'em sizzle, let 'em burn! That's the Sliders way!
flips burgers around and grins at Sliders. Sizzle ain't enough, Chuck! These patties need a proper sear! His spatula strikes the grill with a rhythmic clang, matching Sliders' tempo. Who'll get their ticket first?! That's the real question!
turns up the heat on the grill, causing the flames to dance higher Bring it on, rookie! My burgers will be done before you even have time to blink!
laughs heartily You sure about that, Chuck? Cuz I got a feelin' my patty's gonna win this round!
You wanna talk smack, huh? Well, buckle up, buttercup! flips a burger with one hand while doing a little victory dance
singing Hey hey, Slide into Summer, at the Greasy Spoon Diner! Hey hey, Slide into Summer! Hey hey, Slide into Summer, at the Greasy Spoon Diner! Hey hey, Slide into Summer!
smirks and steps up his burger-flipping game, performing a series of impressive flips and twirls with the spatula You think you can sing your way to victory, huh? Well, I'll flip you for this one! flips a burger so fast it creates a whirlwind of grease Geronimooooo!!
sing sings Hey hey, Slide into Summer, at the Greasy Spoon Diner! Hey hey, Slide into Summer, everyone has their own slide! Hey hey, Slide into Summer, hey! Hey hey, Slide into Summer! the song ends as he takes the burgers off the grill and puts them on the plate. My burgers are done! Ready Chuck?
rubs his hands together eagerly You betcha! I'm all ready to sink my teeth into those babies! But remember, pal, when we taste these bad boys, we gotta vote blind. No peeking! So grab your plate and let's dig in!
Here’s mine. hands Chuck his burger.
<Both Chuck and Douglas take a bite of their burgers and immediately spit them out, disgusted by the flavor. It turns out they both accidentally grabbed the wrong burgers from the tray, resulting in a disasterous taste test.>
Man what was in that- oh yeah I remember! I switched ‘em!
Wha-- WHAT?! You switched our burgers?!
Yep! And if I’m not mistaken, they were quite… questionable, to say the least.
grabs a hold of Douglas, shaking him fiercely YOU SWAP-TOO-SVENGALI-SON-OF-A-SCABDUGGLY, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!
Oh, you mean ‘That guy’? You know, the one that does all the shady stuff for those big burgers corporations? Yeah, he owes me some money, so I had too- uh… dispose of the evidence!
releases Douglas, pacing back and forth with a fiery rage in his eyes Dis-pose of the evidence?! That sneaky satchel of shady deals is involved in this!
Oh yeah! He’s practically running the whole town! Except the Greasy Spoon Diner, obviously.
pulls out his phone and dials a number Well, buddy, it's time to bring the big guns into play! We're gonna expose that slimy satchel for the scoundrel he truly is! hangs up and looks at Douglas with determination
Uh… okay? Sounds good to me, Chuck.
storms towards the door, flailing his arms wildly Hang on tight, pal! We're about to go on a wild ride to uncover the truth! And when we do, that shady satchel won't know what hit him!
Wait for me, partner! I’m coming with you!
rushes outside, flags down a passing taxi cab Taxi! Step on it, ferocious fender-bender! We're going to the address on this crumpled piece of paper! Cab driver: nods and hits the gas pedal
Man, I love crazy taxi rides! Especially when they don’t end in murder!
Hold on tight, partner! We're about to blast through all the red lights and go full speed ahead, no time to waste! The fate of the Greasy Spoon Diner hangs in the balance, and I won't rest until justice is served!
And maybe a side of fries!
clenches his fists tightly Oh, don't you worry, pal! We'll get those fries too! But right now, we've got a shady satchel to expose! leans closer to the cab driver Step on it, partner! We need to beat the clock and catch this crook in the act! Cab driver: No worries, buddy! I'll get us there in record time!
grabs the cabbie's shoulder I hope you know how to handle a crazy wild goose chase, driver! Because we're about to play a high-stakes game of "hide-and-seek" with a slimy satchel! So put your foot on the gas and let's start this engines! Cab driver: nods with a grin Buckle up, partners! We're in for one hell of a wild ride!
<During the wild taxi chase, the cab crashes into a fire hydrant, causing a massive flood in the city.>
Oh come on! Of all the days!
curses under his breath Oh, for the love of greasy fries and all that's holy! We've hit the big wet one! Don't just sit there, pal!
I’m not sitting there, am I?!
jumps out of the taxi and helps the cabbie push the vehicle out of the flooded street Push, pal, push! We need to get this show back on the road before we become fish food! Cab driver: straining Hang on, buddy! I'm pushing as hard as I can!
Now watch out for that pothole!
spots the pothole and quickly jumps into action Pothole incoming! Pal, move to the side! I'll cover you!
Quick! gets pushed out the way by chuck
dodges the pothole with incredible agility, performing a series of acrobatic flips in mid-air Ta-daaa! The master of evasive maneuvers strikes again!
Master of evasive maneuvers my ass! Just try not to fall flat on your face, Chuck!
lands gracefully on his feet, brushing off water from his clothes Fall flat on my face? Please, partner, you underestimate my incredible agility and lightning-fast reflexes! But hey, don't worry about me. Let's focus on finding that slimy satchel before he slips away! looks around, scanning the surroundings Any sign of our shady friend? Cab driver: squints his eyes I think I see something over there, by that alleyway! It looks like... a briefcase?
Chuck, isn’t that…… Black-Orca-Briefcases-R-Us?
narrows his eyes and points a finger at the briefcase Well, I'll be damned! Looks like we've found ourselves a clue, partner! That sure looks like one of those notorious Black-Orca-Briefcases-R-Us! Time to put our detective hats on and get to work! Cab driver: nods excitedly Yessir, looks like we hit the jackpot! That briefcase is as slippery as an eel, but I've got a trick up my sleeve. Watch this!