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

Short, Tall, or Grande?
full fat milk or skimmed?
Cinamon, chocolate powder, or nutmeg on top?

Tall, with cinnamon, please.

How're things with you?

Fine, ta
*sticks milk in mug and under frother*
How's it with you?
*sticks new coffee in machine and presses button "1"*

Oh, things are going well. I'm starting up a random item shop in the Bazaar, but construction is rather slow.

*puts frothy milk on bar and adds a single shot of espresso. Scatters cinamon powder across the top*
There you go.

good good. I've writen an article on brewing mead, for those who are interested.
*pours a glas of gin and adds a 2nd shot of espresso. Has a mouthful. Contemplates the interesting mixture of drunkenness and sobriety.*

Here, do I get to edit this page, or does it stay with "the knights of h2g2"?

Also available in the bar, "Falling down Water" garenteed to make you fall down, it's a mixture of vodka and rum served in a quart sized tankard.

I'm not sure yet. I think I may make it stationary. Little changes here and there. But if you want anything new, just say.
*taps fingers on counter.*

Hey! We need a specialised counter-top, methinks!

good idea. With that and more booze, who knows what tommorow will bring... a hangover likely as not. Another drink? sommat alchoholic, we do do everything.

*Swirls around in glass*

I'll finish this, methinks. What would be in the counter? Alabaster, silver?

a few pub jokes too. Like:

A man walked into a pub, and in the pub he saw, on the bar, some peanuts. He picked one up. "Can I just say sir" said the peanut "that you look absolutely fantastic, you're the most stylish sophisticated gent in the pub". The man dropped the peanut in horor, and ran over to the cigaret machine "I NEED a fag!" He put in his money. The machine spoke "you're a mess! how did you get into this joint? it's way too classy for you! You look like you've been dragged through a hedge backwards!". The man ran over to the bar again and told the barman his tale. The barman smiled. "it's all right sir, " he said "the nuts are complimentary, that cigaret machine's out of order"

Ha HA!

Mahogony inlaid with mithril for wear and tear.

but that'd be expencive

stick with silver, personaly

I can see it now... I like it. I'll see that it gets put in soon.

ta, this formica's anoying me

*walks in and askes for a please, it smells good*

Nice place we have here.

Sorry , trouble spelling these days.