[Ru.ssia, Americ.a, Engl.and, Franc.e and Chin.a are roasting marshmellows around a fire as Engl@nd sings a demonic song]
U.K.: The fire flares up and burns it to a crisp./Enflames it from side to side and burns it to a crisp./It leaves not a trace...
Americ@: [Hysterical] I feel like we're summoning a devil or something!
U.K.: I summon thee, from faraway lands! Come forth!
[Russi@'s head emerges through the pentagram in the floor]
Russi@: You called?
Ita1y: [On the phone with Japa.n] Listen to this! I woke up earlier than Germ@ny for once!
Japa.n: Are you serious? We must celebrate this occasion with a dish of red bean rice!