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

Indeed.

*Soup is quickly followed by the main course. Afgcaap5, Uncle Heavy, Mew, and Yowzupman are served stuffed manicotti. Asteroid Lil, Witty Moniker, and Peet enjoy spaghetti in clam sauce. KL and Red dine on Filet Mingonne, while NYC has Ribs. Both Garius Lupus and the Big Bad Werewolf are served steak. BBW's is exceedingly rare. For those of you who did not get a chance to mention the soup, I just want to move the game along to dessert and a big announcement.*

I'm pleasantly surprised, Lord Reflection. You chose well for me.

*Finishes soup moments before the bowl is whisked away and replaced by a plate containing a delicious looking steak, smothered in fried onions and mushrooms. Beside the steak is a baked potato with sour cream and chives and some cooked carrots.*

Just how I like it. How did you know, Lord R.?

*BBW watches as the almost untouched soup is take away. His eyes light up as he sees the steak sitting in a pool of blood on his plate. The steak shows some faint grill marks, but otherwise shows little evidence of being cooked. BBW can barely restrain himself from digging in before the others are served. The moment the last plate touches the table, BBW hacks off a large piece of steak and stuffs it in his mouth. He growls with pleasure as he chews.*

I hope the announcement doesn't come too soon. I hate to rush such a fine meal. (and in RL I won't be here tomorrow)

We'll see if we can accomidate you, Mr. Lupus.

Thank you. I do like a leisurely meal.

*Looks around the table at the others who are just starting their main course, then looks over at BBW who is just stuffing the last large forkful of his steak into his mouth. Sighs.*

*takes a bight and sipps a little wine*

Most excellent..

*looks at the revolver and the blowgun, has a hard time making up his mind which one he wants*

Mi-Lord, what are these darts?

*Picks up and examines a dart*

*seconds pass, sets it down again, continues eating*

~Stops Yowuzumpan before he takes a forkfull~

Um, Lord Reflection, are those the darts I sold you? If so, perhaps Yowuzupman should wash his hands and Stavro should bring him a clean set of silverwear. Those darts are coated in a deadly poison from South America.

~Calmly continues to eat main course.~

*Reflection looks up surprised, Stavro looks mildly amused* REFLECTION: Um... yes, those were the darts I bought from you, Lord Blackstone. I'd actually prefer my purchases not be discussed at this table, however *gives a quick look to Affy and Garius* Stavro, give him a clean set of silverwear and show him to his room. He can use the W.C. there. STAVRO: Yes, m'lord. *produces a new set of silverwear, seemingly from thin air* Master Yowuzupman, this way, please http://www.h2g2.com/F57089?thread=85920

* having finished his soup before all the others, Peet tucks in to the Pasta course.

My compliments to the Chef!

*Belatedly toasts GL and Lil for their birthdays*

Thought I was going to forget, didn't ya?

*Has been eating his dinner, and enjoying it*

You have a wonderful chef to prepare your food, Lord Reflection. Not everyone is capable of preparing so many kinds of food so well. I, of course, am barely able prepare instant potatoes. And this Dr. Pepper tastes as if it were naturally carbonated in France, or something.

*Eyes the revolver. Notices KL giving subconcious glances to the either the hatchet or the broadsword*

[Mew eyes all the weapons. He looks at each from every angle he can think of, including upside-down, and then decides against taking anything on the grounds that he's got everything he needs]

REFLECTION: Nobody take anything or make any decisions just yet, please. I think you'll find all speculation is useless.

but... but they're so enticing...

*NYC gnaws on his ribs while staring intently at the mace*

Lord Reflection? I'm curious. Is this what you consider New Yorkers to eat? Ribs? They're very good...

*quietly eats her beautifully presented entree while listening attentively to the discussion*

*returns after throughly scubbing his hands*

well, either that or pizza

*sits and continues eating*

Well, sure, people from New York probably do eat pizza and ribs, but they've got to eat other things, right? I was born and bred a Hoosier, but that doesn't prevent me from partaking in a little Cajun Shrimp Gumbo when I get the chance.

And with all do respect, Lord Reflection, while I understand that speculation will get me nowhere, I'm obliged by part of the Adventurer's Guidelines to examine everything in an adventure-like situation. This is not a traditional adventure, no, but I wish to retain some of the traits. However, I will refrain from taking everything that is not nailed down, as that would just be rude of me.

*Takes another sip of the Dr. Pepper*

No, not France...well, maybe...possibly from the Pyrenees.

I doubt very much if anything natural goes into Dr Peppers. Except possibly rotten animal carcases. How do they get it to taste quite so revolting, do you think?

*Wonders how long it will be before Stavro offers him something to drink.*

I believe it is customary to talk politics at table. So, I shall. Haha, you now have a moron for president.

That's an interesting comment, Uncle Heavy, being that as of 6:00 AM EST Wednesday the election is still not decided. The State of Florida is currently recounting their votes, and it could still swing either way.

But, you are probably right no matter what the outcome.