Keen goes inside to eat dinner.  He looks at his plate.  Veggies.
	"Mom,"mumbles Keen."You know I hate vegetables."
	"Now, Son,"says his mom."Veggies are nutritious and delicious."
	"But Mom-"
	"You know better than to argue with your mother, William,"says
his Dad."Now eat."
	Keen pees on some brocolli.
	"I heard it squeak,"he says.
	"Eat!"roars his father.
	He raises a piece of Brocolli to his mouth.
	"Squeak, squeak,"says his sister, who was being annoying.  As
usual.
	"Shut up,"says Billy.
	"Make me,"says his sister, sticking her middle finger up.
	Keen pops the brocolli into his mouth.  He feels something
hard.  And metal.  Suddenly he dematerializes.
	"Cool!"exclaims his sister."No more Billy, no more Billy!"
	"Go to your room!"yells her dad."We need to call the FBI."