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

Good morning!
IIEM, espresso, please.
It seems to be quite quiet here in this early hour.

*jingle-jing*

*Feffi comes in humming to herself and dragging an enormous bag along*

Good Morning Hatifnat!
How are you this beautiful morning?

IIEM, cappucino for me, please.

Oh, I brought some X-mas cookies along, just help yourself

*puts a large box on the counter*

*Ping enters Café with a distraught look and a thick scarf around his neck*
Good mordig do you Hatifdat a'd Feffi.
*cough cough*
IIEM, Need hot milk wid honey pleade

Oh, Hello, everybody!
Cookies, I love cookies!
*rushes to the cookies and starts with them*
Hey Jar, caught some cold, Ping? Try some rum in the coffee, just some drops.
IIEM, another espresso, please. The cookies are SOOOOOO good.

Good morning Ping, you little poor one...I would offer you some hot whiskey with lemon and honey (special Irish cold remedy, but I think there might be a slight prob with the alcohol ...although, there actually isn't any (or hardly any) alcohol left because you boil it...

Ping: I dank for de ki'd dougt adyway. [That's a brave smile] I come for I wo'der where JAR id. He did 'ot cob hob la't night...

*a slight shiver is observed in a corner of the Café*

Well I was wondering myself yesterday, he suddenly dissapeared...

*offers Ping one of those delicious throat sweeties you even want to eat when you're not ill* Want one Ping?

Did you see that? I thought I 've seen something moving over there in corner ...maybe Ook?

*takes a cautious closer look*

Ping: Dank you! *pops sweetie in mouth and begins sucking*

*faint shiver in corner(fsic) says: hzzzz*

*makes sure Hatifnat is behind her for any emergencies*

*takes another step closer...starts feeling a bit like James Bond*

*whispers*
What could this be??? I've never heard the IIEM or Ook make a sound comparable to that noise...

fsic: pop!
*popping into existance after an enforced sudden total existential failure is a slighlty bewildered JAR*
JAR: Good morning...

*a sudden scream*
Aahhhhhhh

Oh, it's just you JAR, you gave me such a shock...

Sorry everyone, hope you won't suffer from any hearing problems now...

What happened to you JAR?

Uhm, I don't know... One moment I was here drinking my coffee, socializing and the next I didn't exist... It was scary... *avoids that particular corner* I didn't mean to scare anyone....

Hm.. I think perhaps I should try some . IIEM? Thanks..

*ping sucks on sweetie *

I think I need some hot chocolate after that shock, IIEM.

*thinking that Ping is such brave one coming to look for JAR although he's that miserable*

You're really lucky you've got Ping, JAR.

Oh, we get by.. And he makes great soup....
Ping: mmm! Droat gettig betder...

Piiiiing, do know how to make this soup made out of carrots and oranges? - What a question, after all you're the master of soups - anyway could you make it for me one day, when you feel better again??? It's so delicious, my Irish housemother used to make it when the kids where on holidays...

*jingleling*

*mornin' routine*

Morn' folks! how are we?

Y'know, it's FRIDAY! and as if that wasn't enough, it's also the last working day (for me, anyway) this year

Ping: I b'ake Doup for you Feffi. But now Doup can be idfected whid evil dpititd of idfluenda. Will make Doup later.

Morning One-Eye! It's the Friday of all fridays... ('cept I'm w*rking during the holyday as well...)

Hello again. My condolences, JAR. You are not the only one working through these holidays. Me too, me too.

'Tis a sad, sad world where people must stay at w*rk when they should be out frolicking in the whitest snow! (Pompous? Me? Never..) Allthough I guess we're lucky we have w*rk to go to... aren't we?

*floating in*

Hi all!

IIEM, a café mélange, please!

Ping, nice to see you again - are you feeling better now?

Cookies, yummie!