The ping-pong ball.

The hulibee hands you a ping-pong ball and flies off. The ball is a light blue that almost seems to glow.
You wonder how the heck a ping-pong ball is change for a kazoo.

"Hey, are you listening?" Luke growls interrupting your thoughts.
"Sorry, all of this is so confusing." you reply.
"I'm sorry you're confused, but time is of the essence."
"Ok, what do we do now?"
"Well, now we..."

Written by Zsoron (edited by wanderer)

Go and and wait for a plane

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