- Aerrow: Piper, how far down does this cavern go?
- Piper: So far down it's not even on the map. Aerrow, it's not just any clouds down there.
- Stork: The deeper we go, the denser they get until finally...
- [face twists in horror]
- Stork: ... CHRUNCH!
- Aerrow: What's the Condor's limit?
- Stork: [face still twisted in horror] 1,500...
- [Stork's face suddenly turns cheerful]
- Stork: ... give or take...
- Aerrow: I hope it's deeper than theirs.
- Piper: [shouting out the depth as the Condor descends through the clouds] Crossing 1,500!
- Stork: [panicking] I bet in 2,000 we'll be flat as a flapjack!
- Piper: 2,000!
- Aerrow: [trying to encourage Stork as the ship is beginning to buckle] Come on, Stork. Where is your sense of adventure?
- Piper: 2,500!
- Stork: [looks disgruntled and apathetic] This is the *most* fun I have *ever* had...