*Swift whispers after Fik.* Don't worry mate, I'll buy ye some drinks when we get in. Or at least a perty purse t'go with that dress. *He looks at Thistle.* Thistle m'darlin', mind nickin' that list for us? Me an Reed an' Rudd an' Valenze... We're all hulkin'. Not too good at sneakin'. An' Dirmby's clippin' an' cloppin' everwhere. Think ye could nip up there sharpish an' get th' list an' get our names on quickish? -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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The ferret guard spies Fik and immediately springs to attention. H-How'dy'do, miz! S'fine fine weather we're 'arvin' t'dayee, innit? My you're lookin' practically sumpterfilious terdayee too, madam! He has obviously fallen for the rouse. (NT)	The Ferret Guard.	12:24:48 07/05/04 Mon