You're late. Why are you still wearing that? Until you get rid of the perimeter landmines,...

[Charlie enters Poppy's Theater, wearing landmine equipment] Poppy: You're late. Why are you still wearing that? Charlie: Until you get rid of the perimeter landmines, I'll keep wearing the suit, thank you very much. Poppy: Scaredy-cat. Shut up and sit down. Let's go! [Poppy turns on the stage lights, revealing Elton John] Charlie: 'Crocodile Rock', please. Elton John: Fuck you! [Poppy zaps Elton with the collar around his neck] Poppy: Hey, hey, Elton. Language. Okay, well, as fabulous as your catalogue is, I think I want to hear some Gershwin. [Elton sighs and plays the piano] Charlie: I still can't believe you got away with kidnapping Elton John. Poppy: I know! But with Valentine abducting those celebrities, it seemed silly not to take advantage of the confusion. Charlie: Shit! Has Elton got the blue rash? Poppy: Lights. [Elton stops playing the piano as the theater lights turn on] Poppy: Hey, Elton, have you been a bad boy again? [Elton shakes his head as Poppy approaches the stage] Poppy: You're lying. Look at your hands. [Elton notices the blue rash on his hands] Elton John: What is it? Poppy: It's proof that my plan is gonna work. It's also the first sign of a slow and horrible death. Don't worry, I can fix it. Tell me who you parties with. Elton John: [sighs] It was Angel. Poppy: Huh, not very angelic. Gonna have to clip his wings.