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

fine, I won't bomb london, can I wait until he goes to france and then bomb him? no one minds if france is bombed, do they?

thanks for the cake.

I think he's headed for france, anyway. and whatever happend to that sniper, was it the same dude, or can I blow up that block?

spaz

ps. blowing up the block IS different from an airstrik, incase you were wondering

Anyone has a napkin please

Can I assume that everyone is okay with bombing france, and blowing up that block? I'll give you all another 24 hours to think about it.

spaz

I'm okay with france, but how could you blow up that block!!!

What about wine, don't french make good wine?

*blinking at the strange surroundings again he looks around* French wine? No thanks, I’ll have a whiskey if that’s ok barman... *taking a second look around* where in the name of cathullu is this? And where’s the drink man? *checking his pink pajama pockets he pulls out a watch* hum...?

*puts the ice cream down and approaches smithking*

*taps smithking on the shoulder*

who are you?

*blinks* I should ask you the same... but as I’m, on this one rare occasion lost I will tell you that I’m the professor of unreal math’s

and i should know not to cut and paste...

and where's my damn whiskey? *looks around for the bar* why are we standing out in the street?

well we are in London... whyy would we be in a bar when we are onduty

*looks again at the watch* well its past 11 thats a good reason to be in the pub, as for on duty well no better place to be on duty than the pub, and again as for France why blow it up? the have bars that you can sit out on the streets and drink... and who my I ask are you?

I'm a passerby... here with my /friends/...

why are you out here in Pyjamas?

um... its a long story, and i can't remember. i was working down in the research labs and... damn i have said too much *glares at the man asking questions about pajamas* you work for them... I new it but this time, this time i'll, i'll... *starts to run but stops a few yards down the street out of breath*

*walks up slowly behind them*

I'm a civil servant... who are you afraid of?

*rae* if you're civil then you would buy a man a drink

*pulls out a hip flask and hands it too him*

drink up... *motions to a park bench near the others*

care for a seat?

*takes a seat and the flask, glancing around he grins* its been years since i've been here... so your a /civil/ servant then? i'm a civil servent of type not that i was ever very civil...

*sits on the bench*

*puts his arm behind the bench*

so what does your job involve?

*behind the bench signals to the other to get ready to move on him*

*shrugs* sorry i can't tell you, have to meet up with some people first, so what did you say you do? *looking around at the others then back to his watch*