El Capitan sat in the dark of his favorite safehouse. He looked at a monitor where one his duplicates was working with another Vile agent, giving him the idea of being bolder in terms of schemeing. But now now it was time for a new plan. One that involved the bosess of both sides. He was confident he could pull it off. After all he had sold the Eiffel Tower eight times already.

He got out his laptop and began to write the invitations. "Heh heh heh."