You quickly and discreetly cast FAKE DOCS, creating an impressive SET OF CREDENTIALS which prove, indisputably, that you are the owner of your sweet bro PAD.
CAD: Yeah, I didn't kidnap Paddington Satchmo Hippo. These papers prove that I'm his rightful owner. Maybe you're the kidnappers, eh?
PHG: OK. But...
GHG: You realize that ownership of the Teddys is exactly what we're fighting against, right? And that we do plan on kidnapping them if needed to free them, right?
CAD: Of course I understa--- oh. OK. Give me a second here.
Nothing else interesting is happening here, so let's see how our friend the zombie UN-TED is doing.
He seems to be making friends.
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"Did I say owner? I meant operator. He's a teddyborg. Check out this sweet cybernetic eye I'm going to be installing in him when I get a chance"
Appeal to PADDINGTON SATCHMO HIPPO to prove that he is not here under duress, by doing that awesome chest bump that you sometimes do.
As you're doing that, point behind the PETT reps and say, "Look! A ghost!" and hope that the two enemies fight each other, leaving you to continue to the QUEEN.
Update Tuesday.
(That's a suggestion, not a heads-up.)
OK, if anyone gets to this before I update this evening: In addition to normal suggestions, feel free to name some random things, fairly broad or fairly specific, whatever. I'll see if I can work them in.
A shadowy association involving some mix of the Royal Family, Mule Kick executives, and Candimps...
a pot of petunias
The QUEEN and a group of young CANDIMPS playing a tabletop game in the kitchens. Her DIPLOMACY skill has won them over. But *of course* tabletop games lead to devil worship, and the QUEEN has gone over to the dark side. Or maybe she was there all along, and she let them into the castle. Or something. But definitely tabletop games.
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