Steamed Hams but it's Show By Rock

Retoree: Well, Cyan, I made it- despite your directions.

Cyan: Ah. Superintendent Retoree. Welcome. I hope you're prepared for an unforgettable luncheon, meow!

Retoree: Yeah.

Cyan: Oh, no! My roast is ruined. But what if I were to purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking? Delightfully devilish, Star.

Singers: Ah- Cyan with her crazy explanations. Retoree's gonna need her medication when she hears Star's lame exaggerations, there'll be trouble in town tonight!

Retoree: CYAN!

Cyan: Retoree! I was just- uh, just stretching my calves on the windowsill. Isometric exercise. Care to join me?

Retoree: Why is there smoke coming out of the oven, Star?

Cyan: Uh- Oh. That isn't smoke. It's steam. Steam from the steamed clams we're having. Mmm. Steamed clams. Whew. President Dia-san, I hope you're ready for mouthwatering hamburgers.

Retoree: I thought we were having steamed clams.

Cyan: D'oh, no. I said steamed hams. That's what I call hamburgers, meow.

Retoree: You call hamburgers steamed hams?

Cyan: Yes. It's a regional dialect.

Retoree: Uh-huh. Uh, what region?

Cyan: Uh, Sound World, meow?

Retoree: Really. Well, I live in the Sound World, and I've never heard anyone use the phrase "steamed hams."

Cyan: Oh, not in the Sound World, no! It's an outside world expression, meow!

Retoree: I see! You know, these hamburgers are quite similar to the ones they have at the local fast food joint.

Cyan: Oh, no. Patented Tsushima burgers! Old family recipe!

Retoree: For steamed hams.

Cyan: Yes.

Retoree: Yes. And you call them steamed hams despite the fact that they are obviously grilled.

Cyan: Ye- You know, the- One thing I should- - Excuse me for one second.

Retoree: Of course.

Cyan: Well, that was wonderful. A good time was had by all. I'm pooped.

Retoree: Yes. I should be- Holy cow! What is happening in there?

Cyan: Aurora borealis.

Retoree: Uh- Aurora borealis at this time of year at this time of day in this part of the country localized entirely within your kitchen?

Cyan: Yes.

Retoree: May I see it?

Yoshiko: No!

ChuChu: Retoree! The house is on fire!

Cyan: No, ChuChu. It's just the northern lights.

Retoree: Well, Cyan, you are an odd fellow but I must say you steam a good ham.

ChuChu: Help! Help! Zura!