Back on The Mary Ellen Carbon, Link took a swig of NoCohol to sober up.

"What's this all about sweetcakes?" He asked no one in particular.
"VICES!" She said.
"They didn't look like vice cops."
"No. you don't understand. Virtualy Induced Cardio Erotic Scenes. Like DICES only with sex... and hearts!"
"Sounds powerful." Crooned Link as he moved closer
"It is!" Harmony sang with her chin on his neck.
"There is only one thing to do."
"Yes I know"
"I have a straight Banana!"
"Yes I know"

After they were done, they set off for the lab of Bill Gates 2000, the latest and most nefarious in a long line of nefarious clones. (1999 of them actually. They started at 2 because Bill Gates the third was the original. They could have started at 4. But while the first two would have been Bill Gateses, they wouldn't have actually been genetically identical, being the father and grandfather of the cloned Bill. Such are the paradoxes of Science Fiction.)