[[Ian is sitting back on a bench, listening to "Rolling" by Soul Coughing]]
<<buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz>>
[[A cicada flys in]]
<<buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz>>
[[The cicada lands on the bench next to Ian]]
Cicada: Hey! Point me to the women, man!
[[The cicada stands up on his hind legs and shimmies while he talks]]
Cicada: Seventeen years in the ground! You know what that's like? But now is my TIME! I am going to find me a female and GET MY FREAK ON.
Cicada: I'm gonna be all like "Ooh yeah baby like that" and she's gonna be all like "Ung yeah, a little to the left" and I'm gonna be all like "Say my NAME, honey" and...
[[Suddenly, a black blur appears where the cicada used to be]]
<<Caw!>>
<<snap>>
[[We see the black blur was a bird who ate the cicada. Ian is still on bench, and the bird is flapping away behind him]]
<<flap flap>>
Ian(thinking): I wonder if anyone actually needs anything moved a little to the left.