h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Thanks BB -- a fresh cup would be wonderful.
*goes to door of back porch and calls for Ook*

Afternoon, all...hope I can get a strong cup of fresh tea.

*staggers in from the Survivor Forum*

Oh, boy. What a silly thing. Why did I sign up for that?

Lil, if I may, could I have a large cup of coffee? C(_)
Thanks.

*collapses in a comfy chair, and pulls out a copy of Aristotle's Philosophy*

Hi, CD...I'm wondering the same thing about survival games myself!

*figures she's well out of it *

Lemon tea for me, please

I mean, ok, Survivor in RL is silly enough, but, jeez, I'm just sitting here at a computer playing silly buggers with a bunch of people I don't know.

*wait a minute, the same thing could be said about the Aroma Cafe...*

*CD disapears in a puff of purple logic*

*stares at the purple smoke where CD once was*

*gets out a fan*

A lemon and honey tea here please

*serves lemon tea, lemon and honey tea, and 2 coffees, while considering smoke*

Nice trick! Can they do that at the Survivor Forum?

*smiles*
Actually, I figure they'll probably vote me off the island the first week anyway. You won't catch me dead in a Bikini!

Nor me, any more!
*wanders to back porch* Still no Ook. I don't reckon he wants to go to no banquet, as they say around here.

*briefly re-appears to say*

I saw Ook out back, chasing a butterfly...

*POOOF*

*sips tea*

Thanks Lil.

Y'know, I could've swarn I saw Cheezdanish there for a second, but there's only smoke now...

*sips his tea and picks up a magazine*

There is supposed to be a lot of this happening around this town this month. Bad omen they say. You never know quite when you are goi... *popping sound heard as Joe turns into a pile of slim criticisms*

Careful, Joanna, you'll be seeing crop circles and cattle mutilations next...

*wanders in*
Wow, dead cafe. Must all be at the Celery do.
Oh well.
*wanders out*

I saw some crop circles near Newhaven once it was quite spooky...

Hello, all. Just dropped in for a minute for a coffee. Important things to do on the computer these days, and can't spare much time on other pursuits till I find a new job. The old one fell apart rather suddenly. Survivor fans here? Guess I shouldn't be surprised

*comes in, sits down on red velvet sofa and kicks off the Manolo Blahniks* We spend so much money on shoes that hurt. *massages feet*

IIEM -- oh, nothing.
*Lil abruptly disappears*
*one shoe falls over*

*comes in to find shoes and an indentation on the sofa but nothing else.*

Double espresso, please IIEM.

*Takes coffee, steps into VPB and settles down for a smoke.*