[Counting them off on his fingers, he went through the list. Everything sounded similar, nothing about the sky raining donuts or snake tongues. Thanks a lot, Simpsons, for adequately preparing him for this.]

"Yes unfortunately, we've got those too" to the first three. I'll come back to four. KFC? And you better mean New York Style.

[But back to what's most important.]

What do you mean, horrible movies by Michael Bay? His stuff is great! Bad Boys? Armaggeddon? Total classics, I can't b-

[He cut himself off at the sound of heavy footsteps running into the area. Robbie turned to see a pair of armored lizards charging at them. It was hard to tell, with all the teeth, but he didn't think they looked happy.]

Run, I've got them.