It was the dawning of a new day and Tycho/Simba/??? looked out the window and addressed Portugawa.
Simba/Tycho/???: Well, the cast is off, what shall my new name be?
Portugawa: Why are you looking out the window instead of at me?
Simba/Tycho/???: I thought it would be (turns head slowly) more dramatic.
Portugawa: Well, we got a whole one vote, and it was for Samuel, so that's what it is.
Simba/Tycho/???: One vote? Seriously, just one?
Portugawa: Well, we don't have a democracy yet, so it's actually a miracle this voter wasn't throw into prison.
Simba/Tycho/???: Well, was there a hanging chad or something? Anything but Samuel

.
Portugawa: No, we don't even have chads or anything, you're now Samuel.
Samuel:

Ok, I'll just have to embrace it. By the way, I'm King Samuel now.
Portugawa: Already regrowing a big head?
Samuel: No, it's just that we adopted Hereditary Rule and the only appropriate title for a hereditary ruler is "King"
Portugawa: Would you like to write that down?
Samuel: What? What are you talking about?
Portugawa: Well, we discovered something...
Samuel: What is it?
Portugawa: Are you ready?
Samuel: The excitement is killing me, just tell me what it is!
Portugawa: It's...PAPER!
Samuel:

Paper? You got me all excited for paper? I hate you.
Portugawa: You'll hate me more after this then.
Samuel: What is it now?
Portugawa: You have a paper cut.
Samuel:

NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! It hurts
so bad!
Samuel: Quick, build me a hospital with the Construction we just learned how to do!
Portugawa:

Our country has a long, long way to go.