Scott swore: every time Indiana Jones uttered or wrote the word "dude," his soul was split between dying of glee and dying of "this is so wrong."

Regardless of which feeling came out on top, his grin became a bit less put on at that. If Indy was actually excited, that gave Scott a bit more of the real excitement he needed. "Oh yeah, totally! Completely. We've got this by the balls, man. I think we're gonna make some major progress," he answered. With any shred of luck, Scott hoped to be right. With a good, healthy serving size of luck, he hoped to be right without getting pulverized down to his very last piece of heart again.

"So, I lost count on the board. How many do you think we're expecting total before we get going?" he asked, deliberately resting the bat over his shoulder in a very casual manner.