Inspiration!

Jim Brass looked over the table at the two sheepish and somewhat bruised interviewees. The Turian, in particular, was not wanting to meet his gaze. "It is my sad duty to inform you," he began, noting the look of resignation begin to form on the Turian's face, "That come the winter solstice these statements will be passed around the IPO Intranet as part of the standard celebrations. Even for here, this chain of events is unbelievable. You even capped it off with the Lovely Angels Excuse."

"It's difficult keeping up with the cross-continuity, but I think Cosmouse just gave The Saturnian Scraphunter his Ultimate Pacifier to use against Galactapuss..."