Just then, the window behind me pops open with a crash that breaks it into a zillion pieces, and into the room steps Luigi.
I couldn't of been more scared if I'd started seeing snakes, which I had, since Luigi looks like the meanest kind of viper in the zoo.
"Okay, pop," he snarls, deadly-like. "Where ya keepin' her?"
The little guy doesn't even turn a hair, whiles I'm startin' to get rid of all the stuff I been drinkin', reflex-like, so's I'll be lighter fer the takeoff when I kin get my feet unfroze.
"How did you get here?" the prof inquires, cool like a cucumber.
"I climbed in through that there space warp you been warblin' about," Luigi sneers, and I can see he is in a definitely unsociable mood.
"You!" he hollers, looking at where I was before he hollered, and when I come down off the top of the bookcase he says, "What do you know about it?"
"Luigi," I peeps, "I ain't never seen this guy until tonight."
"He's telling the truth, Luigi," the little guy says, and I coulda kissed him fer it.
"Okay, pop. So now that you're talkin', start singin'. And it better be on the level, too. What did you do with my gal? C'mon, spill it, or you'll be spillin' more than words."