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*Wanders in wearing a stained brown tunic and a rather bad nylon wig*


"Nay, nay thrice nay! Oh suit yerselves. SCRUBBA!! Hurry up wench - there's some Nobs that need serving"


*Opens a bottle of Falurian Red and sploshes a goodly amount into a silver goblet*


"When do the Etruscan dancing girls arrive?"


*Hic*

*Witnesses gagggle of famed British comedy actors and actresses farting around in the corner*

*turns askance to avoid foodstuffs being thrown around*

*puts fingers in ears to avoid explosion of camp and risque jests*

*Gives evil eye to PGC for rousing the Ghost of Carrion*

*on second thoughts, picks up stray figs and hurls them at said entourage*

"Do you like oysters or snails?"


*Hands round a plate of tasty morsels to the famished*


"Darling Moos, please dont die, at least not before your alloted time and all that. You are rather good fun Dear Thing"


"Champage and Guinness anybody, rather nice with the Oyters for breakfast"


*Excuse the early start, the delivery chaps arrived at 7.15 this mornng with my Indian furniture. Made from the finest rare tropical hardwoods and there was a complementary tiger skin duster in the biggest box. A day of furniture wrestling beckons*

Frightening combination of real and unreal there, MP.


Will endeavour not to die in the immediate future, but the evil eye which Citizen aimed at PGC bounced off the chandelier and hit me by mistake. Feel - rather - weak...


*falls melodramatically on the sofa, presses hand to forehead*


Adieu, dear friends! Only caffeine can save me now, and there's nothing in the QR but alcohol!

*Dashes in from Cafe Nero with a Double Espresso in hand. Places Espresso cup to Moos slightly pale blue lips (not a good look it has to be said), pours a few drops of the reviving brew into the mouth of Moos (hint of Doctor Who there?), waits expectantly*


"Is it too late, is she the Late-Moos or will there be a second-coming of the Moos?"

*Hmm, I think DM comes ready-marinaded, a bit like Sainsbury's tandoori chicken legs, except DM is a little more orange*


*Lets start with a Satyr and see how we go*


*Bonks a passing satyr on the head with handy oak staff and swiftly joints it with handy large pointy knife*


"What do we do with Satyr tripe?"

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