Three scientists \u2014 Papaia, Banani, and Ravioli \u2014 and their assistant Igor, who work at NASAL, start showing an interest in creationism. Their superiors, worried, send them to a psychologist, Professor Faggioli, a shady character determined to get them fired by making them look insane.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We are in Professor Faggioli\u2019s office, where Ravioli is undergoing evaluation. Ravioli was telling the story of when he had found a girlfriend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Faggioli: Ok! This sounds hilarious… I mean… interesting. Please, go on. How did it end?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli (sadly): Eh, in the end she dumped me!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Faggioli: Why am I not surprised by this plot twist?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Ravioli: Everything was going fine. Until one day I invited her to a restaurant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Faggioli: And you made her pay the bill?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Ravioli: No, no. It was because of a piece of pizza…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Faggioli (astonished): What?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We flash back to that evening…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Scene: “The Test of Love” \u2013 Restaurant “The Galactic Oven”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli is sitting at a romantic table for two, lit by a candle. He\u2019s wearing a shirt that\u2019s way too tight, clearly bought back in middle school. In front of him: a huge steaming pizza. Across from him: his girlfriend, elegant and smiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend: This is such a special evening, Ravioli\u2026 Thank you for bringing me here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli: Don\u2019t mention it! When it comes to food\u2026 uh, I mean: when it comes to you, I spare no expense!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend (giggling): How sweet! You know, there\u2019s something I\u2019ve been wanting to ask you for a while…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli (attentive): Shoot, I’m all ears! And pizza\u2026 I mean, present!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend: Can I have a piece of your pizza?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(Ravioli freezes. His face tenses. A bead of sweat runs down his temple.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli: Uh\u2026 a\u2026 piece? Of *my* pizza?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend: Yes, just one bite\u2026 I promise I\u2019ll leave you alone afterward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(Ravioli hugs the plate like it\u2019s a puppy.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli: But\u2026 it\u2019s the part with the most mozzarella… see? It’s perfectly balanced… if I take it off, the whole pizza loses its meaning…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend (surprised): So\u2026 you don\u2019t want to share it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli (bursting out): It’s not that I *don’t want* to… it\u2019s just\u2026 it’s pizza! I mean\u2026 there are sacred things in life!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend (coldly): Ah, I see. So for you, a pizza is more important than me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli (without thinking): Well… at least pizza doesn\u2019t ask me to change it!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(Silence. The girlfriend looks at him as if she just witnessed a documentary about an extinct animal.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend: Now I understand. It wasn\u2019t maternal instinct… it was pity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(She stands up. With an elegant but decisive move, she grabs a slice of pizza and slams it into his face.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Girlfriend: Goodbye, Ravioli.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(She exits the scene with dignity. Ravioli remains seated, face covered in mozzarella and tomato sauce. Slowly, he licks one cheek.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ravioli: \u2026Mmmh\u2026 Margherita. At least the mozzarella didn\u2019t go to waste.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
(Camera zooms in on Ravioli, alone at the table. A candle flickers. In the background, a very sad lo-fi violin version of “O Sole Mio” plays.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
When Igor heard about it, he commented: Ravioli got dumped by his girlfriend over a piece of pizza?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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No, it\u2019s not his fault like you might think. It was all a misunderstanding from the start. In fact, the girlfriend had never realized that when Ravioli talked about “the love of his life,” he was actually referring to buffalo mozzarella!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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