Vanellope, right, right. Yeah, I know that game. I see it every once in a while when they throw me off the building.

_{[Once they enter the lobby, Ralph doesn't waste any time. He shuffles over to the nearest bench and plunks down on the far end. It bows under his weight.]}

Ssssss ow, Jeez, maybe I did get a little scrambled. So neither of us have that medal then, huh?