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

The Tourist, lost in his own world of quiet introspection for an hour or so looks around to see his glass is empty (again) and is amased to see most people have gone home....

He sees a couple danceing closely and he feel as if he has intruded on something intimate....

coughing slightly to hide his embarrasment, and with a slight lurch to the left he walks out of the bar.

{he will be back when he feels more socialble)

good night (?) to you all

* while PE is holding Kes' face, with one hand, not thinking at all, while the other hand is holding Kes' shoulder for support, while her
feet are beginning to float off the floor.

* she manages to lurch in five directions, while floating...

* then she notices that Kes actually has a pair of wings, so lurching really shouldn't be that much of a problem here...

* they float, they lurch,

* while a sentient simulpost watches from above, with an evil grin...

What was that? Did you see anyone?

*The band has caught the mood. The lighting engineer has caught the mood. The bartender has caught a small fly, swimming in the punch ...*

*Kes has caught the mood. A heady scent of passion suffuses his senses ...*

Isn't the garlic romantic, my dear?

Well said! Good night (?)

Right you are! Good night (?) to you too, hope to see you again!

*

*stirring slightly in armchair, that is rocking slightly, for some reason - zzzzzzz*

*They sweep around the floor as one - apart from the odd collision of feet. Kes, being a gentleman, kicks off his shoes. (NOTE: Kes - when you want them again - one is behind the buffet, the other is floating in the punch)

You are right, asssh usssshshsual, Kessssshssh... garlic isssh really wonderful!

Garlic and musssshshic, and thisshshshsh lovely danshshshsh!

* hic!!!

She shomeone???

Do you believe in elvesssshshshshs, Kesssshhhhshshshsh?

Thissshshshshs ishshshshshshs shshshsho romantic, you know?

* They collide into a group of five peaceful party-goers, who are not very happy about it...

* they lurch into five more

* they study the carpet...

Oh! Hello again, carpet. You seem much softer this time ..
Ah - hello Peashful.

*With difficulty, they retreat to the chaise longue in the quiet corner*

Shhall we shjust get our breath back, ssshall wesh?

*The band has found an arrangement of Crab's party poem ... or the couple are hallucinating. Crab's lyrics float through the air*

'Come to the party, my dear,
For the wildest things happen at parties, don't they, may dear'

*Kes turns to Peaceful ..*
Don't they, my dear?

Keshshshshshshsh, Keshshshshshshsh, Keshshshshshshsh,
washsshshshsn't that wonderfuuuuulll?

washsshshshsn't that great?

We shshshshshshould do that more often.

* She places her head on Kes' shoulder.

Nishshshs shhshshshsouldershshshsh, Keshshshs!

Did I ever tell you you shshouldn't mixhshshsxx
drinkshsh?

* there she goes again... boring and predictable PE collapses in Kes's arms...

The wildest things!!! You're right... the wildest things!!! Did we leave that nice crab on the Island? G'night Kes!

* collapses completely, like a lovely rag doll...


* For some reason, says clearly,
'Night, Titania!

*They should, indeed*

Shh beauwtif'll hair, Peaceful ... flowss all sshhoft an shhhilky
Shhhmooth neck, shho dainty ...

*A kindly staff member (also concerned about his blood pressure and eyesight) wheels the chaise longue and its occupants into one of the private rooms*

Whoossh turned the ligtsshh out?
MMmmmmmmmm

*flutter of wings
Oops.....
*tiptoes out

*tiptoes back in
Er, Kes?
Can we have a moment to, er, collab...er, I mean, discuss this M.K* business? Er, that is if I'm not disturbing you?
*flutter of eyelashes

PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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JOTD: A bug in the code is worth two in the documentation

GB? Oh, right. Just give me a minute to find my briefs ... I'll be right with you.

Oh - while you wait - whatever you do, don't drink the punch ... but I think one of my shoes is floating in it ... if you could be so kind.

*Mumbling explanations, disappointments, from behind closed door*

*tapping her foot impatiently......

*steam coming out of her ears.......