_
Hey,
you're gonna have to pay extra for that.
Whatever.
Whatever you want,
take it.
- Where is your ruler? - _
What ruler?
_
"The King Defends His Throne".
This is your king?
Where is he?
I-I don't know who you're talking about.
Please,
don't kill me.
Yo, that's...
DJ S'more Money.
T-that's right,
he used to date Zari Tarazi,
before she disappeared.
I heard rehab.
Where can I find this S'more Money?
Judging some crazy
singing competition out in Hollywood.
That is an odd occupation for a king,
but as is the way,
I will challenge him to a death duel.
- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -
_
# You spurn my natural emotions #
Are you hungry?
- I can cook. - I'm good.
Why don't you stay the night this time, eh?
John,
stop talking.
Okay.
Wait, what is that sound?
The Buzzes.
Hmm.
The Buzzcocks?
Oh, come on.
It's only one of England's seminal punk rock bands.
# In love with someone #
# You shouldn't've fallen in love with #
"Ever fallen in love with someone
you shouldn't have fallen in love with".
Aww, John, are you trying to tell me something?
Of course, not...
unless,
you're trying to tell me something.
- Course not. - Good.
And besides, great music
is not just about the lyrics.
It's about the buzz.
The buzz of excitement that you get
when you play something that's true
and real.
How many bloody phones do you have?
Well, a personal phone, a business phone,
a phone for all the Persian guys
my mom tries to set me up with...
- And a phone for emergencies. - It's Les-Lay.
You can open up your eyes, B, we're decent.
Regrettably.
Sorry.
I know you told me not to bother you at your...
yoga retreat.
But it's your ex, DJ S'mores.
He was eviscerated by an alien.
- Ugh. - Wow, that is a lot to digest.
Yeah, so I'm thinking for the funeral,
we need a statement dress.
It's his burial, but your red carpet.
Bye!
History is literally being made.
DJ S'more Money's death is shattering records
for most Cat-Chats in an hour.
The whole world saw it.
Apparently, the alien killed him during
a live taping of "Da Throne".
"Da Throne"?
In our future it's a wildly popular singing competition,
and is single-handedly keeping network television alive
in 2045.
I don't know what's more surprising:
an alien attacking Zara's ex-boyfriend,
or the fact that network TV still exists.
Gideon, do us a favor
and bring up the video for them, will you?
Smashing. I love an evisceration.
My name is Lord Knoxacrillion,
and I am here to slay the king.
Why would one of Sara's pod aliens
kill a reality star?
Maybe the alien mistook S'more for a real king.
Yeah, and thought that he could usurp
marshmallow man's power by offing the bastard.
Okay, so all we have to do is stop an alien
from killing a celebrity. Simple enough.
Let's suit up for La La Land.
What a load of crap!
Ooh... yeah, Mick,
uh, shower wouldn't do you wrong, mate.
Mick, use your words.
This is a spaceship, is it not?
Why don't we use it to find Sara?
Mick, we have been over this.
The galaxy is hundreds of billions
of lightyears across, okay?
One of those displaced aliens is going to lead us to Sara.
You and Spooner are gonna QB.
- Can you show her the ropes, please? - No.
I'm taking the day off.
You're gonna let him talk to you like that?
I don't take it personal, it's just Rory.
Yeah, he's worse than usual.
Sara's absence is really getting to him.
Yeah, I'm sure Sara's absence
is really getting to Rory.
Must be very hard for him, Nate.
I'm sorry. We're gonna find her.
I bet Sara's pulling a "Thor: Ragnarok",
and she's kicking some aliens' asses,
and they're all shouting her name...
"Sara! Sara! Sara!"
Sara! Sara!
You have to wake up.
Sara,
whatever's out there,
it's still tracking us.
Don't panic, Gary.
This is Sara freakin' Lance.
A little Amelia Earhart poison
isn't gonna slow you down.
I...
I'm too weak, Gary. I can't fight.
It's on you.
Me?
I-I-I'm no fighter.
Kayla didn't exactly fight Spartacus,
now, did she?
No, no... absolutely not.
Gary, Gary,
listen to me.
If I hadn't done unforgivable things to survive,
I never would have made it out the other side.
Now, Ava is my other side.
And I don't care if you have to eat your way
through the entire solar system,
I am gonna get back to her.
Getting back to her.
_
The competition is heating up
on this year's "Da Throne".
With the golden buzzer still in play
and the Wild Card yet to be revealed,
anyone can still take Da Throne.
That's your ex?
Jealous?
Oh, of some life-size s'more
who judges some soulless singing competition?
Real musicians don't compete
to win over the masses with mediocre,
autotune drivel, love.
Spoken like a former punk guitarist.
You want to talk to Mom?
- No. - Mama, I gotta go.
I love you. No, I love you more!
Sending you busses from Hollywood.
Yeah, I'm visiting Zari in Hollywood.
All right, every season has
a secret celebrity contestant.
What? I read up on the rules.
Last year, President Dwayne Johnson showed up
and for an old guy, he can still get down.
The Rock's the president?
Please tell me John Cena is his chief of staff.
Guys, focus.
We need to find a way into this place.
I got this.
Okay.
- Hold, please. - You're kidding me.
What? They're designer.
Oh, well...
- Hi! - Oh, my God. It's really her!
Zari!
Zari, where have you been?
Zari, it's great to see you!
Welcome back to "Da Throne".
Our next performance starts...
now.
# Hand on the wheel #
# I like to stay in control #
# 'Cause I get mine independent #
# My colors, silver and gold, ha #
# Chain hang low like fruit from a branch #
# It's a juice avalanche #
# Dripping from my shoulders, down to my pants #
# Diamonds look like me #
Saucéy is on stage,
Can we get Hunter moved to the left wing?
Oh, whoa.
Yeah, uh, we really stand out, don't we?
You hear that song?
It's kind of catchy.
# Look at all this fruit #
- # You want it # - # Make a whole lot of juice #
- # With that # - # You need it #
# Feel it in my roots #
- # I got it # - # Fill a champagne flute #
- # With that # - # They see it, yeah, yeah #
Cat-Chat is losing it's damn mind
over that juicy performance.
What does last year's winner
and the King of "Da Throne" have to say?
Sorry, babes, but that was weak.
Weak?
That's not what you said last night.
You said my fruit was...
Whoa! Let's not kiss and tell.
Now, who do we have to the stage next?
My, you are big and strong.
You must be our Wild Card contestant.
I am here to challenge the King.
You and everyone else.
Can we get a hint, lover? Who's under the suit?
My name is Lord Knoxicrillion,
and I am here to slay the King.
DJ, drop that beat!
That was tight!
My man, you are committed.
Wha-bam!
The gold buzzer?
Looks like Lord Knoxicrillion is one step closer
to capturing Da Throne!
I don't know how you're gonna top whatever that was,
but if you want to be King, figure it out fast,
because you're going straight to the finals.
Ha, ha!
You're supposed to be showing me the ropes.
Rule number one,
stay out of my way.
I'm fresh out of Southern hospitality,
so I ain't gonna tiptoe across eggshells,
like everybody else around here.
Rule number two,
this place is like a revolving door.
Don't unpack.
Ah, I see what's going on.
Yeah, Ava told me you're the last
of the original recruits.
I guess I'd be pissy too if I was the last OG.
What?
Haircut got hitched,
Sara got kidnapped...
and I don't care.
And rule number three,
I drink on the job.
Guys, meet me in the lab.
The alien's 15 minutes of fame are up.
Um, excuse me, Mr. Knoxicrillion.
It is Lord, flesh-bag.
Oh, forgive me, Lord.
Um, it seems that
all the finalists have been upgraded
to their own exclusive green room.
If you'll just follow me this way.
Mm-hmm.
So if you would just step right up there.
I see no green in this room.
I told you the Iron Giant wouldn't be a problem.
Okay.
The energy in here is way off.
Oh. Yeah.
Looks like Spooner took over your den.
Ah... she moved my citrine crystal.
- Ooh. - I was manifesting abundance.
- I know. - On my planet,
we use crystals to...
hmm, we do not have that word...
procreate.
You know what, Knox?
It is factoids like that,
that really captivate an audience.
Why don't you tell us a little bit more
about what you know, like,
do you know where Sara Lance is?
Your cardiovascular organ increased
to 80 beats per minute when you said "Sara Lance".
Do you know where Sara Lance is,
- yes or no? - What is a Sara Lance?
Okay, let's try this again, shall we?
How'd you get to Earth?
I was abducted from my home planet.
18 hours ago, my pod crashed in a desert.
Then I woke from stasis to fulfill my prime directive.
- Which is? - To conquer new planets
by challenging their rulers to death duels.
Okay, say you win.
You... hitch a ride home
with, like, a space cabbie?
My inevitable victory
will be celebrated with an invasion.
Picked up the alien vibes
from across the ship, and lookie here.
We already kidnapped him.
You did not steal me like a whelpling.
I followed you here,
but I am no prisoner.
- Gideon? - Gideon?
- Gideon! - Lord Knoxicrillion's
superior technology is... superior.
Just say the word
and I'll blow him to kingdom come.
Impossible,
This suit is resistant to thermonuclear weapons.
If you and your ruler cannot fight with honor,
the challenge is cancelled.
I will call my armada to invade your planet now.
What? No-no-no-no-no... Wait, wait, wait,
We, uh, may be low peons...
Just...
And... but... we're honored
to explain to you that you got the rules all wrong.
Yeah, Knox... can I call you Knox?
Listen, bubby, death duels...
isn't what our planet's really about.
Yeah. Y-yeah, you see, here on Earth,
we compete for the throne via song and dance.
And with those sick vocals, buddy,
you're on your way to becoming the new king.
Song and dance?
More proof you are an immature species.
Very well, I accept the terms of the challenge.
Bring on Earth's best competitor.
Yes, Dragon Girls.
- Sorry. - Oh!
Sneaky little devil, isn't she?
This town's full of them.
Les-Lay, shouldn't you be off
running Forbes Magazine's Business of the Year?
Yeah, well, we need to talk about
Dragonesque, Zari.
Business is tradge.
Even the lip kits aren't selling...
everyone has lips.
Spoken like a true capitalist.
Ignore him.
He thinks dour people have more depth.
You still love fame.
Speaking of, you've been out of the spotlight for too long.
The public doesn't want to be someone they can't see.
Oh, cups are edible in 2045,
eco-friendly is finally in.
Too little, too late, if you ask me.
Okay, what about the shareholders?
They're going to divest
without the face of the company to promote it.
How is this happening?
I spent my whole life building this brand.
Long, frustrating story cut short,
the alien has to compete for "Da Throne".
Nate and Behrad are escorting him to the studio now.
We need a new game plan.
Aves, do you trust me?
Always, Z.
Look who's back. Zari T.
Dodged a bullet when the engagement fell through.
Hashtag blessed!
Um, actually, you're the one who proposed, so...
'Cause I thought it'd be good for my brand.
- Big mistake. - Hey, simmer down, sunshine.
Who's the blond?
You know, you Yanks, you're always behind the 8-ball.
I'm a master of the Dark Arts, mate.
Name's Johnny C.
Uh, Zari's boyfriend.
Yep.
Dating some Vegas act
isn't gonna abracadabra your relevancy back, Zari.
You're over.
You should have never cancelled...
- Ignis! - Now I'm on top...
Ah. Help, help, help.
Ah, help me, help me! Come on!
No, no, no, no, no, no! My S'more Money brand vodka!
That's an accelerant! Get out of my way.
Well, I see the appeal of this celebrity thing.
Hey, Z-Nation,
it's your girl Zari Tarazi.
So I have been working on something super top-secret,
and here it is.
I'm the Wild Card.
That's right.
The Dragon Girl is here,
to claim... "Da Throne".
"Da Throne"'s latest Wild Card,
superstar Zari Tarazi,
is facing off against the sisters who can shred
for the chance to compete against
our golden buzzer winner in the finals.
Everybody wants it,
but not everyone has what it takes to win
"Da Throne".
Friends, foes, and neithers,
the semifinals are here.
Tonight, one contestant will be sent packing,
so I hope they've brought their good Louis.
Who will it be?
Okay, so how exactly
is Zari throwing her head in the ring in this circus
supposed to put the kibosh on alien invasion?
Uh, we're kind of a Swiss Army knife operation.
Every Legend has a utility.
So when you've got a social influencer
from the future, you go with it,
and you hope that being a triple threat
is still a thing.
Looks like you know how to handle your team.
Except Rory.
Yeah, well, he's a special case.
Yeah, back home, dealt with guys like him all the time.
You give them an inch, they'll take your truck,
and your virginity.
Next up, we've got the twins
who've made K-Pop twice as hot,
versus this round's Wild Card,
and Da King's ex, Zari Tarazi.
It's sure to be spicy.
# Bonjour #
# Euros, dollars, pounds, yen #
# Everywhere I go, ballin' #
# Paparazzi all on me #
# Shopping spree in Italy #
# Red carpet, world premiere #
# So glamourous, they love to stare #
# Merci beaucoup, enchante #
# Stuntin' in my Cartier #
# Whoa, whoa, whoa #
# Merci beaucoup, enchante #
# Beat face, flawless #
# Flawless #
# Cash flow like the River Nile #
# Queen, queen, queen, queen, queen #
# Cover story every magazine #
# Queen, queen, queen #
# Merci beaucoup, enchante #
# Stuntin' in my Cartier #
# Whoa, whoa, whoa #
# Merci beaucoup, enchante #
Bon soir.
That gave me drama.
That gave me life.
Now, let's get into the results.
Yes! Yes!
The Dragon Girl took to the skies,
and into the finals.
Guess we know who's the baddest of the bunch.
That's a hell of a way to save the world.
Hold.
Ava?
It's all right, Sara...
y-you can come out now.
Sorry, things got a little... out of hand.
You know how it is when you, uh,
haven't had bone marrow in a while, right?
S-Sara?
Director Sharpe?
A planet full of Ava clones?
No!
Why did you taste so good?
Z, you were ratings gold,
but those votes were a little too close for comfort.
It's no big deal.
My next performance just needs to be bigger
- and splashier. - You know,
those on-air interviews can really sway an audience,
and "Da Throne" viewers are suckers
- for a good love story. - Oh, my God.
He'll need a new look.
Yeah, no. Thanks, love.
I only have the one.
It'll take a little time and a lot of cooperation,
but I can work with this.
Your sex appeal is totally going to waste.
We have to do something about that hair.
- Girl, it's a mess. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
No, you're not touching my hair.
I'm not being funny... Listen, this is
my favorite jacket...
_
Mama?
I saw you on TV,
and I thought, "Surely,
my daughter would tell me if she was competing
on my favorite show".
It was sort of a last-minute thing.
And you're dating a street magician?
First the DJ, now a con man?
Zari, just because you're old
doesn't mean you have to settle.
Okay, not every woman wants to have
their first kid at 20.
_
I love you, too.
Do you really care about that magic man?
I will try my best to support you,
no matter what.
No, um...
it won't last,
John's just a fling.
Thank goodness.
But, uh, Zari, darling...
you look tired.
You need a little more makeup.
Where is he? We have to start rolling.
Ooh. Nate and Behrad know
what a girl wants. You look hot.
Yeah, I look like that tosser Criss Angel.
All right, remember, stick to the talking points
preapproved by Les-Lay.
Chin up, smile. Easy-breezy.
In three, two, one.
Tonight, we're getting all the tea
in our exclusive interview
with the Dragon Girl, Zari Tarazi.
And she's joined by her mysterious new beau,
London street magician Johnny C.
Zari, girl, you shocked the world
when you entered "Da Throne" as a Wild Card,
after a prolonged absence from the public eye.
The Z-Nation is dying to know,
where have you been?
Honestly, focusing on self-care.
I've been traveling the world with close friends,
visiting historical sites to die for...
it's all been super low-key.
And Johnny, is that where you enter the picture?
Yeah, yeah... I suppose so, mate, yeah.
Oh, my gosh. Our meet cute was so romantic.
I was at a snowga retreat
on a historically-preserved glacier,
and there he was, showing off
with his perfect scorpion pose.
We fell for each other instantly.
Yeah, that's a very poetic way of putting it.
Oh, my gosh. He's so modest.
John doesn't like to brag,
but he's actually... Minor royalty.
Well, now you know I gotta ask...
will there be wedding bells in the Dragon Girl's future?
I mean,
Princess Tarazi does have quite the ring to it, right?
Oh, it sounds magical.
Yeah, you want to see some magic?
Watch me... disappear.
Um,
you know, we had a really long flight,
he's probably just jet-lagged.
Damn it, John.
That was harsh.
What the hell was that?
You know, I could ask you the same thing, couldn't I?
What are you talking about?
You just embarrassed me in front of the entire world.
Oh, that's what you care about, isn't it?
Trending, on bloody Chit-Chat
- Cat-Chat! - Admit it,
come on, you're using this mission to get back on top.
I can save my home and my business,
and let's not pretend like we all haven't been caught up
in your personal drama before.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm a bastard,
but at least I admit it. You'd rather be fake for the cameras
than real when it counts.
- This isn't real, - Oh, yeah.
remember?
We're not together,
just the way we both like it.
You know, it is really difficult
to keep straight what's real anymore.
But try this one on for size, all right?
I am done.
Trouble in paradise?
I got just the thing to dry those tears.
An empowerment anthem,
something for all the ladies out there.
'Cause after all, you wouldn't want
the Z-Nation thinking some amateur magician
clipped the Dragon Girl's wings, now would you?
Ava, wait.
Slow down.
Where are we, babe?
After you.
You think I don't know my own Ava?
Gentle beings,
we are joined by Lord Knoxicrillion.
If this interview goes anything like the last one,
you can expect some bombshells.
I detect no explosives in the vicinity.
That dry wit.
That's what "Da Throne" fans are loving about you.
But here's the million dollar question.
Where on Earth did you come from?
I am not from Earth.
I am from the planet Arkana.
Oh, really?
What do you think of your competition...
- the Dragon Girl, Zari Tarazi? - That's an alien.
Unless she is spouting real fire,
she does not stand a chance.
Feisty.
So what made you enter "Da Throne"?
Why haven't we caught him?
We did. It's...
It's complicated.
I was ambushed by a gangster feared all over the galaxy.
You would say she has a face with chicken wings on it.
Her name was Kayla.
- Gideon! - Yes, Mr. Rory?
Uncloak.
Initiate Matador's Last Strike.
What the hell are you doing, Rory?
The last of the OGs
picked up on a few secret commands.
You can't just fire on Hollywood.
Watch me.
Activating weapons systems.
_
Foolish humans.
You think that's a threat?
Shall I prepare to fire?
- Yes! - No!
Die, you alien scum.
Incoming!
I am detecting alien battleships
entering the Earth's atmosphere.
Fire on me and your ship will be destroyed.
Try another trick, and the invasion will begin.
Rory, what the hell did you do?
Uh...
the Earth was screwed anyway.
Mick, we need to talk, okay?
What, are you gonna shoot me?
What the hell is wrong with you?
If you were kidnapped by aliens,
Sara would have found you by now.
You know what? You're right.
I wish I was the one taken, but I wasn't.
And I am sick of your bad attitude
and your drinking
and your lack of personal hygiene, okay?
What would Lita say?
- She's at college. - That's great.
No, it's not.
She never returns my calls,
and when she does, she's always whispering
or she's at some party and there are...
boys in the background, and...
Mick, just because Lita's busy,
it doesn't mean she doesn't love you anymore.
It just means she doesn't need you,
but I need you.
Sara's missing, okay. It isn't just hard for you.
So get yourself together.
Okay?
Or get the hell off my ship.
Hello, my old friend.
Oh, bollocks.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Did I scare you?
Oh, my God. You're smoking?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't tell me in 2045 it's illegal.
Yes, but i-it's perfect.
It totally plays up the whole bad boy image
you've got going on.
Cat-Chat went crazy when you dissed Z.
Oh, hang on a minute, you're telling me that you're
actually pleased that I walked out on that interview?
Oh, there's no story unless Zari's unhappy.
Why do you think S'more Money was so good for her brand?
He cheated on her with her assistant
- and leaked the photos. - You're her assistant.
Yeah.
Get ready to light up.
Ooh.
Do you think you can say something to make Zari cry?
She's usually so guarded.
You know what?
I quit.
Thanks for coming, Lord K.
Now, what's your song for the finals?
I will wail, as in battle.
Mm... not really sure that's gonna work again,
but listen...
I got this banger I've been working on.
It's sort of like a female empowerment anthem.
On my planet, we do not follow
a binary gender construct.
We all carry and bear children.
Perfect.
Perfect!
Then you... can use the song.
Wha-bam!
I am synthesizing 500,000 of Earth's supreme vocalists.
I will be king.
Whoa, hey! This is my dressing room.
What are you up to, you sneaky git?
I don't gotta tell you guys nothing.
Oh, you'll talk,
or I'll rip that stupid donut off your head
and feed you your tender bits.
Okay, okay, okay, okay. Chill, chill. Chill, chill.
I gave Knox and Zara the same song, he's up first,
no way she can win.
I cannot wait to punch you in the face again.
Well, me first, please.
What?
Can't pacifists blow off a little steam?
All right, I don't want him anywhere near the competition.
Give me a hand.
Our last two contestants are one step closer
to taking home the crown.
First to our stage, give a virtual hand
for the winner of the gold buzzer,
Lord Knoxicrillion!
So this is what it feels like to be the king?
Dig it.
Psst, Zari, listen...
Shh, I'm watching the competition.
You may begin.
# I love me, myself, and I #
# So hard that I might die #
That cheat.
He's singing my song.
# Then I resurrect myself #
# No need for a man's help #
# Strong, fierce, and free #
# You'll never behead me #
# 'Cause I am a dream #
# Your superstar queen #
# Soaring through the air #
# The real Dragon Girl's here #
# I won't leave you #
# I won't deceive you #
# So bow down and beware #
# The real Dragon Girl's here #
# So bow down and beware #
# The real Dragon Girl's here #
Lord Knox! Lord Knox!
Lord Knoxacrillion rules!
That wasn't real music.
Tosser couldn't even connect to the lyrics.
It doesn't mean anything.
It means everything, John.
It means we lost.
A finalist who sang a gender-bending diss track?
That was everything!
And it's going to be a hard act for Zari to follow.
I've gotta know, why would you tell your mother
that this wouldn't last?
What?
Is this really the time?
Uh... yeah.
Because John, you and I can't even take the first step.
And even if we did, this...
this thing we have is bound to end.
It always does.
That's usually my line.
I know that I don't deserve to be happy,
and I know we'll probably muck this up, all right,
but I'm willing to throw the dice.
I want this to be real. I do.
What do you say?
# You spurn my natural emotions #
# You make me feel I'm dirt #
# And I'm hurt #
# And if I start a commotion #
# I run the risk of losing you #
# And that's worse #
# Ever fallen in love with someone #
# Ever fallen in love #
# In love with someone #
# Ever fallen in love #
# In love with someone #
# You shouldn't have fallen in love with? #
# I can't see much of a future #
# Unless we find out what's to blame #
# What a shame #
# And we won't be together much longer #
# Unless we realize that we are the same #
# Ever fallen in love with someone #
# Ever fallen in love #
# In love with someone #
# Ever fallen in love #
# In love with someone #
# You shouldn't have fallen in love with? #
# Ever fallen in love #
# With someone you shouldn't have fallen in love with? #
Imposter!
What is this? Another trick?
The trick was, S'more Money gave you a song
he already gave Zari.
Drama!
And still, our virtual audience is Cat-Chatting their votes.
Get out of my throne!
And the new winner is...
- Yeah! - Whoo!
Friends, foes, and neithers,
you have spoken.
Zari Tarazi is the new queen of "Da Throne".
I am your humble servant, Queen Z.
Okay.
I never doubted you for an instant.
I sure as hell did.
Well, I couldn't have done it without my team;
my fashion guru, Behrad,
Nate, on hair,
and, of course...
my boyfriend.
Now, there's a word to make lesser men wilt.
- Scared? - Terrified.
Me too.
Mm. Mm!
- Come on. - What...
- Whoa, whoa... - Whoa, whoa.
- Put that thing away. - Stop that.
Can't you see?
He's as small as a grasshopper.
And like one of your grasshoppers,
my kind is ancient.
Technology and subterfuge
have been key to our survival. My s...
Why?
Rory!
Listen, I got to thinking.
If Sara was smuggled on a ship,
we've been searching for the wrong cargo.
We need to find the driver.
The alien called her "Kayla".
- You drew that? - I did.
Okay, so we're looking for, um,
an alien that looks like she has chicken wings on her face?
Uh... yes.
Anyway, we find Kayla, we find Sara.
So what do you think, Cap?
Mm-hmm.
Rory, I think that's...
an excellent idea.
Oh, hmm. Good.
# Space girl, floating away #
# Space girl, oh, space girl #
You wouldn't happen to be missing an Ava clone
from your dinner party, would you?
The infamous Sara Lance.
I've been waiting...
a long time for you.
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