Dr. Cheryl Karim: Well, we find the treasure and cash in on this. We can use these scene analysis papers as a decent cover.
Dr. Angel Rosado: But, is it right to do this? Should we be entering the world that belongs to the historic and the literary? Should we--what are you doing?
{Cheryl is ineffectively trying to move a large boulder alone}
Dr. Cheryl Karim: Interpretive dance. Looking for the treasure! If you want to give a soliloquy, please do. But I'm going to find the treasure and get RICH.
Dr. Angel Rosado: Well, when you put it like that, which way do we move this boulder?
{Hours later they have successfully moved the boulder. Much to their chagrin, behind it sits a large chest}
Dr. Cheryl Karim: Well, this is it. We're either rich or fools.
Dr. Angel Rosado: What do you think's in there..?
Dr. Cheryl Karim: Oh, I definately hope some Anglo-Saxon prose!
{They stare at each other for a moment}
Dr. Cheryl Karim: Gold, Angel. I hope it's GOLD.
Dr. Angel Rosado: It was just a question, Wife of Bath! No need for the attitude.
Dr. Cheryl Karim: What did you call me?
{A shoving match ensues and the cave begins to grumble in displeasure. The ceiling begins to crumble in on them..}
Dr. Angel Rosado: Look what you did!
Dr. Cheryl Karim: Me?! This is ALL your fault!
Dr. Angel Rosado: Grab the chest! We can still make it out!
{They run with the chest, suspiciously weighing little, through the mouth of the cave. Once they catch their breath, the two stare at the chest with greed in their eyes..}
Dr. Cheryl Karim: I cut my hand back there. You open it up.
{As he bends down to oblige, she hits him from behind with a crowbar}
Dr. Cheryl Karim: Sorry, Unferth. This is my loot.
Click the pentagram below to see what was in the chest.
