Piper, Stork and others in “Stratosphere”

...Stork?

[after removing helmet] My prototype strato-suit... for protection from the dangers of the upper atmosphere...

Are those... radishes?

Only known defense against... strato-elves... [begins pointing to varies doodads on the suit, from his left to his right] This wards off the warro-weasels; this drives away the dreaded mist bunnies... [makes a hand gesture that looks like a rabbit, then points to the helmet] Oh, and that’s the air supply.

Uh, that's great, Stork. But for the rest of us, just do the air part, okay?

Eh, it's your funeral, man...