Mama always said life was like a box of Universes. You never know what you're gonna get.

You made sure the robots said hello to your little friend.

You've tasted the tea of sweet Chall Bark.

You've tasted the strange, spicy tea of Coyala Flowers.

You wonder how many universes like this have been lost, like tears in rain.

Your slow blade penetrated the Podla's shields.

You've Jellicly petted a Jellicle Lomri.

You’ve tasted the tea of bitter Podla Berries.

In all the tea houses, in all the spaceports, you've walked up to this one.

You've felt the need -- the need for speed!

You've cranked the Windmill up to eleven.

Seven, eight, clean your game. Nine, ten, start over again!

You've made dads everywhere proud.

Once there was an ugly Master. He was so ugly that everyone died. The End!

You've asked the computer to never tells you the odds.

You've purchased every trinket, gadget, and knick-knack for sale. Buy! Consume! Obey!

You've seen things people wouldn't believe, universes created in the palm of her hand...