*mooches in, looks around slightly confused, there seems to be bird poo all over the place, has someone let in the pigeons again* *sits down on slighly marred bean bag with large alcholic drink*
"What year is it?...whos the president?" *thinks to self I might just be still a little pished* (i didn't tell work that when i rang in earlier though!) *slumps down half on bean bag...half not....and sleeps!*
*comes back from grabbing something to eat to find all hell has broken loose!* *hands keef a mop and bucket to clear up all the drinks he spilt* *tut tut thought better of you keef!* *lines up shots of sambucas* ************************* shows off by using many asterisks!***********************************
*slightly pished as is taking quality control of the cocktails very seriousely* *on it's way mockney* *asks asset if they fancy a tipple, passes over menu*
*walks back in....notices keef looking very innocent and whistling a nameless tune Hmmmm* *makes ant an old fashioned as ordered* *someone seems to have taken specimen bottle from trolley*