He jumped a second time--his mismatched eyes moving beyond Naga's head. A girl! A girl with two eyes, two legs and other assorted parts. She didn't look very interested in eating him alive. But she did look ready to kick his ass.

It was a strange an conveniant multi-verse he lived in. Much like Star Trek, no wonder where the little waffle-iron shaped space ship went, everybody always spoke English.

JW slowly, very slowly began to inchworm his way over top of the rock so that he could feel just a little taller. He didn't have fantastic control of his coils yet. "Yes. Look, I'm not lookin' for any trouble..."