*What do you think? Admiral Hanson.* he said, parading in his Star Trek uniform. *Actually, I think there really is an Admiral Hanson. Except, y'know, he's way older than me.*
*I bet he's not as big a jerk as you.*
Isaac gave her a big smile.
*Give up yet?*
*No.*
There was a sudden power failure, enabling Rachel escape from the brig and to grab a phaser. The two shot their phasers at each other and one of them (although they still aren't sure who, but it was probably Isaac) the phasers turned into light sabers and they were in one of the light saber fighting scenes from Star Wars.
*This is so corny.* Rachel snickered.
*I don't see you coming up with anything better.* Isaac challenged as their sabers clashed.
*Oh yeah?*
The light sabers turned into swords and they became pirates on a pirate ship out at sea.
*This isn't corny?*
*Ah ha me hearties! Fifteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.*
Isaac grinned.
*Gimme yer treasure!*
*Bah! You fight like a dairy farmer!*
*How appropriate you fight like a cow - see? I'm not the only one who plays Monkey Island too much.*
The two started fighting up on the yardarm. Rachel slipped and missed her footing. Her sword flew down to the deck. Isaac put his sword to her throat.
*Do ya gives up now?* he asked.
*To you? Never!*
And all of a sudden, they were in a garden, dressed as hippies and Isaac's sword was now a long-stemmed flower.
*Peace man!* he joked as she got up. *Have a flower.*
She giggled and took it. Suddenly...
Isaac started laughing. For the flower, at his bidding, had turned into a Venus Fly Trap and had swallowed Rachel.
*You have ten seconds to get out of this one!* he declared. *Or I win!*
*Man... I can't think of a way within the rules...* she complained.
*Whoo hoo! I win! I win!*
*Yeah, yeah, yeah.* she said as their surroundings faded. *You win. Just don't gloat about it forever ok?*