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

Built especially for the Chaps Club!! An antique style dance room, quite intoxicating for those of less constitution

*Apollo hangs a sign: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!*

*Saturn Girl decides to provide the decorating crew with some nice fresh baked (by her mortal man servants) chocolate chip cookies*

*ponders trying to start the party early*

Well sea, my dear, you'd have to have something to wear first

*wanders into the Grand Ballroom and surveys the scene*

Splendid old bean, simply splendid ..... and the ladies are here too.

Hello girls

Wuff Wuff !!!

*screws monocle in and tightens cummerbund*

My apologies if you have to change a few addresses Red, but I thought an event like this would warrant it's own room, what!

Now, we have one week... let's get this place packed from thread wall to thread wall

*...enters...looks like this is the place...kisses her palm & blows in all directions...* See you all on Thursday!

Will everyone here do me a favor?

Just for the next couple of days, until the dance starts, talk it up a little? Maybe even slide a V-Day Dance into your name? I'd really like to have a great turnout, and I would be very, very grateful

*talks*



something to wear, something to wear... hmm...

*Saturn Girl appears in her promised purple plaid ball gown* Okay, everyone can start having fun, I'm here

*talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk*

sheesh, all this talk talk talking is giving me carpal tunnels!

*there is a sedate sound of wheels crunching on the gravel driveway as a Bentley driven by Hog the Chaps Gardener pulls up very slowly outside the entrance to the Grand Ballroom. Inside the automobile can be seen several Chaps all holding their noses*

Here we arr Sorrs. Sarry bout thart smell an all. Oi'l pick yuz arl up layter.

Aha - this must be the place. Damn fine show all round. Haven't been this excited since Mrs Polidari showed me her ankle in '36. Damn fine woman, Mrs P.

Of course, in the end I had to sell her off to some Arab chappy. Got 14 camels and an oasis for her.

Now - can someone direct me to the servant girls' quarters?

*emerges from Bentley in full military finery including a slightly eccentric Top Hat worn for Saturn Gel*

Good grief Hog, that is a smell with a capital smee ! Easily the most appalling thing that has assaulted my nostrils since the accident at the 1953 Quorn Hunt Ball with the pack and the main course.

*walks into the ballroom*

Ladies . How the deuce are we tonight. You all look fabulous of course.

*mingles*

Rambling my dear is that a new sheet ? Very becoming, shows off all your curves. Be sure to catch me for a dance later on, I'm sure I can make it swirl a bit

Saturn Gel What can I say - Purple plaid, hi-lace combat boots with heels and a leather choaker is so very you. Gorgeous, quite gorgeous.

Sea you sweetie - lovely to see you and as demure as ever. Splendid outfit, quite a head turner - I especially like the jewel encrusted dagger accessory.

Now Pandora, is that you you cheeky minx - trust you didn't get a glimpse of anything you shouldn't have at your last visit to the Club eh .

Where's the Sarge ? Has she made it yet ?

Anyone care for a ?

Huzzah!

What-ho, what-ho!

Didn't want to let the side down, thought I'd make a turnout after all.

Three different hand-writing styles, Redders? What in the name of jeepers was all that about? I signed up to the...
..you know... the thing..... with the wotsit...

Oh, dash it all! I'm here now.

Nice to see the *ladies* here too, what!

*waves to Inkers*

Hello old Chap, you know I do believe thatsome of the other Chaps may have actually put your name down on the wotsit to make sure you were ready for the thingy you know

Fancy a what. Don't the Ladies look splendid

Speaking of the wotsit, ol' Red... are you positive that my signature made the list? All these charming gels and I must confess I'm having second thoughts!