Indy snickers. "Absolutely not. But... that's par for the course. Well, crap... now I gotta figure out a present for you?"

His eyes take on a mischievous gleam in the dim light. In fact, it's getting very much darker in these deep reaches of Loompaland. Only an occasional gumdrop has been spared in these unused passages. They trudge onwards, taking turns to decide which tunnel take at the intersections... probably not the best plan the pair ever had.