The Goblimon kept conversing, none the wiser about Elecmon's movements.

"That's the thing," one Goblimon replied. "I feel like we don't really know what we're doing."

A second piped up. "Oh come on, you know the boss's golden rule, doncha? `Don't ask questions, and you won't have problems.`"

The first blanched. "The boss has like, fifty golden rules."

"What, seriously? Like fifty exactly?"

"Well, I didn't really count..."

A grunt from a third Goblimon interrupted their digression. "Look, you wanna know what we're doin? I took a peek inside of those crates."

"Ohhhhhh?!" the other three exclaimed.

Now would be a really bad time for someone to pull some kind of prank, it seems. Or distraction.