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

But I've already returned it!

I think you will find we have a strict no returns policy here. *Points to rules sheet with "No Returns" hastily scrawled at the bottom* I learned that after the whole lager recycling thing.

*there is a slight rattling of bottles and glasses*

I just heard an explosion. *looking out the window* In the direction of the atelier. I think we should be goin', folks.

*goes outside to calm the horses*

An explosion!

*Looks at Affy*

And we aren't even there!

*Two blurs streak towards the door, almost bowling over Amos*

*jumps up*

About time! I was afraid I'd turn into a BOF myself if I were to stay any longer - no offence, regulars, but it's not my cup of ...

*goes outside*

C'mon Zeppo! We've gotta go!

*Puts half consumed and on the bar and accidentally knocks them over.*

Gotta go! Don't pass any new by-laws without me.

*bolts*

*shifts comfortably in her wingback and waves in a lazy manner to the retreating visitors*

Have fun folks, it sound far to much like hardwork to me.

*eyes fire in a worried manner in case it does something unsuitable.*

All this talk about nuts flying around the place ... reminds me .... that American card-playing fellow over there wanted some sort of fancy cocktail with nuts in it ....

*Turns and shouts in that direction ...*

What was it you wanted? Was it a Hickory Daiquiri, Doc?

*A small rodent hurridly ascends the exterior of the long-case timepiece in the corner.*

*Totters out thee door, but not before finnishing her glass*

Bye all!

*Dashes to the door and drops pleadingly to his knees*
Nooooo! You can't leave ... all that lovely money. ... Please come back *sob*

Bye bye strangers
*snuggles back into the loving embrace of her dragon seat and pats the snug*

Get off you knees Munchers and get us a , there's a good chap..

Ah that's more like it, peace descends as the gentle sunlight filters through the grimy windows of the snug, glinting off the occasional dust motes.

You know, I think I might try smoking a pipe and, hmm perhaps donning a smoking jacket. Yes, very apt.

pls barman. That doc fella said he'd buy a round.

*Studiously applies herself to regarding the two cards in front of her.... *

I can't tell where it says that I'm going to lose a lot of money... unless its because there's only one dot on each of these?? I was hoping that there would be a cure for that pain down my right side, Lil says that you're a dentist, though. I recently lost a filling in my back tophand molar... see?

*Inserts finger into her mouth and pulls aside her cheek exposing her teeth. Sticks her tongue out of the way and says Aaaahhhhh.....*

*snap*

Thats another photo for the wall of infamy.

Munchiee, nice piccy of Mari-Rae here for the wall

*Bites her tongue in surprise at the flash... *

Ow! Oh, sheesh! Gimme that camera, Icky!

*sighs and hangs up the frying pan*

Take a picture of the fire, too, so we can use it as a testimonial.

*holds camera above head at full arms reach*

not gonna,

*Stands and throws a few extra aces on the table, tipping his hat to Miz Marie-Rae*

Sorry to leave you, ma'am. Got business.
*saunters out*

Take that!


*Jumps up and makes a grab for the camera...*