*Opens the door and walks in, newspaper under his arm. Three flying robots follow in floating formation behind him. Goes behind bar, makes himself an iced coffee. Sneaks a raspberry danish and sits at his gold-plated table.*
*Pulls out his phone, presses a button on the screen, and the robots fly in different directions. One goes behind the bar and makes a drink for V.S. Chadwick. The other two begin working on Nathan's order, flying behind the bar into a storage room. A minute later both robots fly back out and float in front on Kuranes, chirping and beeping at him.*
What do you mean it's too heavy?
*BEEP BOOP WHIRRRRR BEEP*
OK, fine. I'll help.
*Stands up and walks to the storage room with the robots. Some grunting is heard, and Kuranes re-emerges carrying a large green thermonuclear warhead with yellow Cyrillic lettering spray painted on the side. The robots whine under the strain of helping carry the warhead to Nathan. With a final grunt Kuranes and the robots place the warhead down on the bar.*
*Gasps for breath.* WHEW! Yeah you guys weren't kidding. That's a heavy sucker.
Anyway, Nathan, three-hundred kilotons is the highest yield we have in the back. The next largest is fifty kilotons until we get a new shipment in. *Pats the side* This baby has about twenty billion calories worth of energy potential in it, so if you consume all this and you still want more we can grab the other one.