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

Oh, so thats why we stopped...so Gwennie could make a fool of herself

*with a mighty tug, alicat pulls Gwennie from the gap.*

welcome back, ali.

Yes indeed

*decides to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate...sprays most of it over Gwennie*

Er, whoops just trying to clean the grime off, sweetness...

Not to worry...I have another bottle here!

*cork rockets out of bottle and bounces off Gwennies forehead*

Oh dear, fancy getting the headache before you have even had the drinking session

*Stands covered in grime and cross-eyed, where the champagne cork hit her on the forhead*

Thanks for rescuing me chaps (I think).

Hi Alicat! I thought you'd fallen asleep or something!

Nah, don't worry Linus, I don't get headaches!

*Produces her pack of super strength pain killers and takes two*

So, are we actually going to storm this place and grab the remaining loot, or what?

*Decides "what" may be the best option until the pain killers take effect and helps herself to a glass of champagne*

I think we are just changing trains here, Gwennie. Act normal, so no one will pay any attention to us.

*Winks at Alicat - Glad to have you back with us!!)

*kicks control panel*
Stand clear of the doors, please.

*grabs hold of Gwennie so she doesn't get in any more trouble*

Unfortunately, we have to stop every now and again for two reasons.

1. We need to act somewhat like a regular tube.

2. People need their regular killing fix.

We are now approaching Praed Street.

We only have to stop at Lord's and Osterley anyway.

Now approaching Lord's. Upon arrival, the last set of doors will not open. Anyone wishing to kill Deimosans will have to use the connecting door to the next car and alight there.

(The 'upon arrival' message actually sounds off on the Northern Line)

*Huge grin on face.*

I like the choo choos!

*Drinks more champagne with a beer chaser.*

*decides a beer would not go astray at this point*

*shoots the cap off a bottle of beer*

*wonders if there is a tavern at Lords *

Nope.

*tube stops*
*doors open*

Mind the Gap. Mind the Gap. Mind the Gap.

*Leans out and sprays the area with gunfire. Hits a light fixture, an advertisement, the ladies door, and a rat in the corner. Comes back into their car, gun-barrel smoking and flops back into her seat.*

More bubbly and suds, please! I worked up a sweat.

Stand clear of the doors please
*doors shut*
*train moves off towards Osterley*

Damn, so no tavern wenches then...

*turns to the bar fridge for comfort*