h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

the same huge warty green frog hops out of the stewpot, this time onto a prepared mat of newspapers as it hops itself dry. It goes to collect it pay of flies and locusts from Recrash, bent over the pot in his chef's hat, reheating the soup. Now we know where he's been getting his 'special flavor'.

[Marshal] I don't think I'll have any of that...

Recrash drops in more suspicious-looking ingredients to the pot. This is one of those stews that can go on for months - with constant reheating, and adding whatever fresh meat and vegetables were needed. Soups like this could evolve over a period of years, and just suddenly step out and join the work crew.

He ladles some into a cup and takes a sip.

"Ahhh."

*Marshal shrugs.*
[Marshal] I've eaten worse. *Helps himself.*

Recrash shooes away a bunch of pointy-hatted witches carrying ladles from the cafeteria.

"Shoo! Shoo! I tell you, that's not the potion yuo loaned me! Only an extract!"

Turns to some ragged Spanish Conquistadores.

"And it's not the fountain of youth, either! Just added too much Viagra."

[Marshal] I'm starting to question that statement...

(The stewpot bubbles nicely)

The pot is still there, mysteriously boiling even though the fire's long cold.

[Dr. Recrash] "Let's see how it's been."

-Takes a sip from the ladle-

[Dr. Recrash] "Just gets better with age."