*BOOM*
Ratchet: Never do that again, it was not fun doing it.
Clank: Iorny, my friend, here's a dictionary for you to look at it.. oh? strangers.
Ratchet: I see... where'd we wind up at?
Clank: Some point in the city, apparently the downtown discrict.
Ratchet: Downtown district? Perrrfffeecctttt.. Now, where do we find a spa?
Clank: This is no time to rela--
Quark (Tiny): HEY FELLAS, GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN!
Ratchet: Oh perfect, it's Quark, and he's embarassing us in public.
Clank: It's not that, it seems that the public is scared of our unexpected arrival.
(Meanwhile, somewhere in the Capt' personal bar)
Capt: Idiots, I told you fellas to capture the pigeons! Why now of all times?!
Clone 1: Uhh... comet sir.
Capt: Grah, you idiots, you know what do we do to comets? we shoot them down that's what! Now, go to that crash site and destroy that comet!
Clones: Roger that sir.
*all the clones return to the crash site*
Capt: Looks like they lost a few members in thier party, send some assistance from our finest soldiers..
(Back at the "Comet Crash Site")
Clank: I am terribly sorry that we scared you quite a bit, whoever pulled that stunt hasn't known of our arrival yet.
Ratchet: Let us introduce ourselves, I'm Ratchet, he's Clank, we go places that need saving.
Clank: *Groans*