It's a good thing Spike has surprisingly steady hands, because if this ride were any more turbulent Andrew wouldn't stand a penguin's chance in the Death Zone at staying aboard. He crouches to steady himself, waiting for it to be over.

And then it is, and he's faced with the task of trying to look stable and unbothered. Straightening his clothes, he sits down more comfortably and gazes back at his...rescuer? "Alright," he agrees. "But where did the book come from?"