[Outside the spaceship, the vine suddenly flicks on, recording from the back someone playing a lively sort of reel on her harp. A bit of manoeuvring on the vine's part and it becomes clear that it's Canada playing, a idle, contented sort of smile on her face as she plays. It's not until she glances in the direction of the door, then back, that she notices the vine's trained on her and stops. Suddenly, she's grinning like anything.]

Hey, since you're here, I might as well share a secret. [She leans toward the vine and adopts a loud stage whisper.] America's a loser. And slow. And sometimes smells.

[Being a nation apparently has nothing to do with being mature.]

[The vine turns on. Alfimi appears, though her hair is orange as a side effect of going to the wild places for dirt, and she looks worried. Behind her is a long wall, about twice her height, made out of white metal, and a pile of leftover dirt to the side.]

Has... has anyone seen Nepeta? I made a "shipping wall" for her like I promised... but I can't find her anywhere. ...I really wanted to see her and learn more about shipping, too... Does anyone know where she could have gone?