Ah-mo dreams... He flies through a narrow corridor, with many patches of white lights from above... "Yay! I'm flying upside down!" he thought.
Back on Pluto, illumination came primarily from below, so practically all building structures, vehicles and objects were made with transparent floors and semi-translucent walls. Beautiful bluish light rays irradiate from the planet's core, occasionally obscured by the shifting nitrogen cloud currents moving below the elastic glass-like surface of the planet, making all things dazzle and glitter as if the city was built out of pure blue sparkling crystal.
Out of nowhere a door swings open... Ah-mo lands on a cold surface, the cold metal biting his flesh under the white hospital gown... He drifts off again... A tap on the shoulder... An abrupt shake... A rude jolt... A disgruntled roar... An icy cold slap right in the face...
"Jed... 什么?!? 死Ah-moe!" Ah-mo cried out loud after being rudely awakened by cold water thrown at him. He could see two burly men in police uniform beside him panting and gasping. They were the ones who transported him to the room.
"You sure can sleep hor?" the interrogator barked. "What's your name ah?"
Ah-mo stared blankly at the man. He had no idea what the strange sounds meant. He looked around for Ah-moe. Nothing in the small, dark room except him, one strange person speaking in a strange language, and two others blowing air out of their mouths.
"Oei, don't act blur leh. Quick tell me, what name you?"
Bored, Ah-mo grunts and fell back to sleep.
"Oei!! Wake up lah!!" he shouts, shaking Ah-mo hard.
Opening his eyes slightly, Ah-mo peered. Nothing interesting. Back to sleep despite the shaking.
Finally he got Ah-mo's attention with the two police officers forcing Ah-mo's eyelids open with their thumbs and fingers.
"Oei, don't play play with me! I here for one hour ask you stuff and all you give me is MO-NO-tonic, MO-NO-syllabic noises" trying to sound impressive with difficult words, placing additional emphasis on "mo" and "no"...
Ah-mo blinks... He kind of likes the sound of "mo" and "no"...
"I fed up liao hor... You wan me to MOuld your face with my fist izzit?"
Ah-mo gets excited as another "mo" flies past him. He quickly forgets about the "no"...
"Oei!?! Who are you working for? What are you? A MOle?"
"Oh... There it goes again... Another 'mo'..." Ah-mo thought to himself...
"WHO ARE YOU!?!" the interrogator completely lost his patience at this point of time.
Not wanting to be outdone in volume, Ah-mo repeated after him, "WHOOO ARRRRE - "...
"What was the last word?" Ah-mo wondered... "Ah... Forget it, I'll just use my favourite..."
"WHOOO ARRRRE - MO!!!!"(Footnote: Ah-mo's name sounds radically different back on Pluto. By some strange bit of Pluto luck, he actually managed to get the exact Earth representation of his name. See Pluto Speak)