{Title: 4. Airport}

[Mordred and Wiglaf are walking along.]
Mordred: Why are you following me?
Wiglaf: I want to see the sword too.

[Mordred and Wiglaf are standing in an airport security line. The metal detector goes ]
Mordred: Well, if you want to follow me on a plane to Britain than suit yourself.
Wiglaf: Not like I have anything else to do.

[Mordred walks through metal detector without incident. Wiglaf hums.]

[Wiglaf walks into metal detector.]
Metal Detector:
[Mordred looks confused.]

[Wiglaf backs away from metal detector with an aghast face.]

[Security arrives holding a box for metal objects.]
Security: Please empty your pockets.
Wiglaf: They are.
Security: Then what?
Wiglaf: My shirt.

Security: Your shirt?
Wiglaf: It’s chainmail.

Wiglaf: What?
Wiglaf: Why’s everyone staring?
Wiglaf: No really.
Wiglaf: Mordred?

[Mordred shouts angrily.]
Mordred: Oh, just take off your shirt already and get the line moving again.
Wiglaf: [From out of panel.] Okay!

Narrator: Ten minutes later.

Mordred: I hate you.
[Mordred and Wiglaf walk away, Mordred with a scowl and Wiglaf smiling. A hoard of fangirls cue after Wiglaf from outside the panel.]
Fangirl 1: Call me!
Fangirl 2: No me!
Fangirl 3: We love you!
Fangirl 4: My number is 555-love!
Fangirl 5: Come back blonde god!