Dino is sleeping after a long day of pacing back and forth, nervously eyeing the natives. Spacebear approaches.
Spacebear: So Dino! IB tells me you are interested in a little time/space travel!
Dino: What?! Huh!? Must you startle me like that? How would you like it if a came and woke you up while you’re napping?
Spacebear: I see. Perhaps afternoons are not a good time for you either. I’ll just come back when…
Dino: No, no. Don’t go! Can you help?
Spacebear: Yes. I’m afraid I used up my last spacebombs, but no worry, a pan-dimenional travel machine is easier to make than one might think. First, we’ll need a very specific tool made of space–age polymer encased in tungsten steel, sharpened to a razor’s edge by a diamond encrusted honing wheel.
Dino: Will this plastic fork do?
Spacebear: Yes, that will do nicely. Luckily, the rest of the necessary supplies are readily available around the office.
Dino: That’s strangely convenient.