They went to the closest table and set it all down.

"We need a really strong glue." John said.

"We know that, but we don't have any." George said.

"Who's goin' out there? Into the land of no return. With teenage girls pulling our hair and screaming louder than that one time when that hammer fell on John's foot."

"I told Maxwell not to grab a hammer after getting his hands covered with butter!" John recalled.

"You're the one in charge, Ringo!" Paul said, handing him a hat and coat.

"Well, you're second in command!" Ringo said, handing the hat and coat to George.

"John's the second oldest!" George said, passing it off again.

"Uh, I'm the most irresponsible!" John passed it off to Paul. They started playing hot potato with the hat and coat.

"Fine. I'll go." Ringo said, drudging.