[[Helen admires her model.]]
Helen (to herself): It took all night, but it was worth it. That is one damn fine piece of architecture. Sure would be a shame if something happened to it.
[[Helen looks freaked out. Skull and crossbones appear over her head. She envisions the model in flames.]]
[[Helen looks around.]]
<<zip>>
[[Micah falls to Earth. Helen cringes in surprise/shock. The model is untouched]]
<<-smash->>
[[Helen looks menacingly at Micah. Only his arm is on screen, with his index finger pointing up.]]
Helen: Buddy, I don't know who you are, but these six inches just saved your life.
Micah: Pleasure to meet you. Call an ambulance please?