We see Robbie Bourbon in a busy hamburger shop. Patrons line a counter munching on hamburgers as other people wait to buy hamburgers behind Robbie, who is at the register.

A pair of hambodooboos, pooboo.

The teller looks confusedly at Robbie. Blue runs in and collides with Robbie, who instinctively catches her and holds her upright, forming a charging cuddle out of the whole of it.

Woah, excuse him, he just had his 200th concussion.

Robbie grins at the teller.

My cantaloupe got scooped or hardened. My brain is like granite. Literally. My synapses are all over the joint with what's going on up in here!

Robbie points at his head, still smiling.

Uh, kinda. Look, Robbie's been really scrambled lately, so...

We're going to have to fix his brain.

So he can save Christmas.

Like always.

Because nobody else is going to save Christmas.

Please save Christmas Robbie! I'm expecting so many "toys" from Santa!

Panzer appears on top of the counter, scaring the Teller.

"Heya, Robbing for Apples. I can fix ya noggin' easy if ya just give me some Xbux."