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

*Sensing a potential temporal anomaly at the stairs, Penny plays her pennywhistle, hoping that the selected song can act to resolve the conflict*

Heh....

The better the music, the better the results, really....

Technically, I could theoretically do time manipulation without the pennywhistle. But it'd be either low-powered, innacurate, messy, or some combination of the above.

*Arrives from the salon*

You lot still here then? What about those stairs over there?

*Heads off in a let's lead the charge sort of way. Arrives back again*

Ah.

*wearing her usual attire of combat suit with dozens of pockets, arrives in the lobby*

So what's the SP? Rescue Affy? Again?

Can't set off without .

*rummages in a pocket, produces the melamine tea service, campinggaz stove, kettle and new and improved infinite capacity water bottle, PG Tips and a packet of freshly ground coffee*

*born of long practice and are prepared rapidly*

Anyone for an Abbey Crunch biccie too?

*Accepts and an Abby Crunch biccy*

Gosh, I've missed this. Tea and biccy's always taste so much better with the spice of adventuring blended in, don't they?

*Settles down cross legged on the floor to await further developments.*

*Immensely pleased to see Caer arrive complete with melamine service.*

! Don't mind if I do. *Sips with pinky raised up nice and proper.*

*Finishes , stows cup, and pulls out the argyle socks project she is knitting while the Klein Bottle Stairwell problem gets sorted.*

Doesn't surprise me a bit that Affy would install one of those here at CLI.


http://www.kleinbottle.com/

*has been thinking about the kleinbottlestairs*

I'd love a cup of tea! Thanks.

Whatever Affi's problem is, it has also infected the lobby. I really ought to go up and warn the others.

Hmmm. Or perhaps I could fight fire with fire...
*sips tea and gets an inward expression on her face*

I'm going to try something.

*Goes down the stairs again, backwards this time. Comes back again, tripping over the last stair.*

Thanks!

*comes in through the side door again - looking perplexed as he doesn't really seem to have been here before*

Wow, this place is rather and your gear is . I just brought my and an enourmous amount of lyophilized water, should we get thirsty or need to put out a fire...

*heads over to the securitybot at the reception desk*

We're the Lil party and we have a reservation.

*The guard bot points at the stairs*

*FACE appears. For those unfamiliar with FACE, you are now in the presence of a giant floating face, presented in a form not unlike that of a Star Wars holographic-communication. Some might notice a few facial similarities to Minos Krylma, but that's another story entirely*

FACE-Er, sorry 'bout that....that's not Affy's doing, it's my fault. I accidentally dropped that there while....um, spying.

Now, normally I wouldn't be allowed to interfere by removing that. However, during the time period when Affy was kidnapped, I promised Irving Washington some favors. He never claimed those favors before mysteriously vanishing himself. Similarly, as the quest to rescue Affy has been continuing even after leaving that Andromeda-Way Prison (it's currently on a planet created by a being with a weapon that makes the Continuity Gun look like a joke), there is no way that I can truly consider my favor granted. So, as you people are friends of Irving Washington, I shall rewrite my own mistake and allow you safe passage, unhindered.

*FACE vanishes, and the link is re-written to be F32669?thread=577372 which, barring some cosmic joke on my part, should absolutely be the correct link*

*collects up the things as people drain their cups. A little known fact about this particular service is that it's self cleaning, either that or the pocket it goes into contains a dishwasher too*

Ready to move out as soon as you've all finished.

*Stows the knitting project and heads for the stairs.*

That Face guy always gives me the creeps, popping up out of nowhere like that.

Onward!

Heads down the stairs.

*Heads down the stairs.*

*follows with a still rather surprised look on his face*

*The guard robot returns to his crossword puzzle*

*collects up all the remaing things and follows on*

*Runs down the stairs.*