[It's a great name, it's true. Mabel really likes it? It sounds very nice. But it's a lot longer than Mabel, Dipper, Soos, Stan, Wendy...she's used to shorter names.]

Oh Dipper and I talk about you a lot.

[A pause.]

Or...we did, anyway. He was a little worried about me being friends with Yakuza, since Stan's probably gotten in trouble with the mafia in a bunch of other countries by now and also he's really paranoid and stuff, but it's fine.

[Actually, thinking about it now she has to giggle a little around a spoonful of parfait.]

Did you know at one point, when coming up with theories about why we're here, he mentioned, like, the Chinese mafia? Said they might have kidnapped us and we're just really in this big compound of theirs or something. Like this is all some kind of big social experiment. We discarded that pretty quick though, since we're not sure if China has this kind of futuristic technology.

[Another bite of parfait.]

We're pretty sure Blandin is behind this. We're all stuck in the future. The year Snevinty-something or whatever.