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

thanks,
how much do i owe you?

*enters*

ah erm, you seem to be stuck in midsentence and I hate to interrupt however I sort of need a 3 foot length of Olive Loaf, some silverware, wax lips, and 4 cardboard cutouts of happy people. I suppose I could come pick it up later, perhaps you could leave it all in a box marked "things" so that I know what box it is in and nobody else will get confused of its ownership so um...thanks


*stumbles over own feet as he tries to walk out rather akwardly after interrupting the month old conversation and ends up bumping into a duck who quacks harshly at him, apologetically mutters a sorry and closes door very firmly behind him*

*gets up organises the things except from the silverware, puts them in a box then writes a note explaining all silver is against guild rules. Places the box on the desk*

*Cyiadan walks in nervously clutching Kham's Guild Member's card*

He-hello? I'm here about new clothes?

Hi, just stand their a duck will take your messaurments then we can find you any style of clothing as long as it is in black



*a duck takes the measurements*

*enters*


ah there's my (notices note) I suppose this means I have to continue stealing plasticware from cafeterias. ah, erm...so bye


*starts leaving and then checks doorway for ducks, doesn't see any and tries walking out but bumps into same duck. Thinks about kicking duck and then reconsiders as that is probably grounds for being commited to the brig*

*allows the duck to measure her, she is still carrying the members' card*

*duck finishes and fetches serveral differnt designs*

*duck also returns with a lollypop*

*smiles at the duck*

*duck indicates that there is a changing room 2.3 doors down on the right*

*goes where the duck indicates and gets changed, the robes are huge on her*

*she re-emerges wearing tightly fitting black trousers and top*

Thank-you

*enters checking quickly that he isn't being Followed*

there you are Cyiadan I see they got your size...

*glances nerviously at Wiro*

*walks in*

hey wiro

*notices Khamsin and then looks nervously between both Khamsin and Wiro, drops an order off for a pair of 13 1/2 +5 ugly resistant leather boots*

just for show (said nervously and with suspicion of being watched)

*leaves*

< ok... that seemed slightly pointless>

*a smile lights Cyiadan's face as Kham enters*

Do you like your new clothes Cyiadan?

*looks over at wiro* the clthes can go under my names, ok?

*she gives a little twirl*

They're much nicer than my old ones, what will mummy and daddy say?

*signs them out under khamsins name*