"Huh, so the only way to beat these guys is to insult them." Knife ponders, before turning around. "Well sorry guys, looks like we don't need your help after all."
"Nah, s'alright mate, but does this mean we're still even for Kosciusko?"
"Yea nah you're right."
"Beaut mate, beaut." Rob says, before he and the rest of Midnight Oil return through the interdimensional portal through which they came.
"So wait, explane to me exactly how you know them." I ask Knife as he sets about regathering all the equptment.
"It's a long story," He replies, "Might even tell you one day."