[b]Super Cosmos[/b] Cosmos accepted the autograph with the hand that wasn't holding a miraculously unspilled alcoholic beverage and gave it a look. The inspiring message, combined with the inspiring person who wrote it, gave Cosmos warm fuzzies and elicited a warm smile from the star traveler. "The audience should be enough. I'll work my way to him from there, I suppose. I appreciate y-" The rest of Cosmos' statement was cut off as the two were beamed onto the... [hr] [h2]Video Star[/h2] Cosmos hadn't used a decontamination room in many universal age units, instead using the heat generated by exiting and entering atmospheres in conjunction with the radiation and vacuum of space to cleanse himself of microbes. It didn't seem to bother him as much as it did Pterrordactyl - in fact, Cosmos considered it a novelty. The Newdurs led Cosmos to the audience area once he was cleaned. He made his way to a fairly good seat that was miraculously vacant and turned his attention to the stage. Just moments after sitting down he learned why the seat was vacant: the alien next to him made a huffing sound, then spat radioactive goop on his arm. Though he was entirely unharmed by the action, Cosmos knew when he was unwelcome, so he brushed the slime off and moved to a less appealing seat. [hr] "BIG MONEY! BIG PRIZES!" Cosmos roared with the crowd, caught in the excitement that flowed through the audience - or so he'd tell anyone who asked, though if he were honest he'd say that he was ecstatic that his favorite contender had finally earned his way into the Lightning Round. His inner fanboy was pleased, and he'd been there to witness it in person! However, Cosmos still had business to attend to. He fought his way through the crowd, which was heading away from the stage while he intended to approach it. By the time he got past the crowd, Spandez had left the stage and headed back to his office. Not willing to give up easily, he caught a staff member's attention - by shouting as loudly as he could. "Hey! I've got business with your boss - business of the highly important variety! I'm the rightful owner of the planet he's offering as a prize in this game!"