Is it safe to stop hiding under the table. I’ll take a Bass and by the Conscious people a round.
Well that was fun. I’m glad the VR set remembered to remove those pesky bloodstains. Free drinks, eh? I don’t care what it is, just make it a double. 
I feel so…macho.
<sips her Shirley Temple>
Anyone know what Cajun Man’s poison is? I should buy him one for taking this in good part.
Askia unzips shambling duck-thing-monster outfit, steps out, seething.
Not so fast.
Takes out magic wand, zaps entire bar. Transformed insects buzz about in terror.
Now you’re all really barflies.
Picks up giant flyswatter.
Watch me kill seven with one blow!
Ummm… Askia, you do realize it was your wand, and not a flyswat, that you picked up, and it changed us back and changed you into a fly, correct?
Now stop buzzing in my ear!!!
I push the start button, hit X to restart at the last saved checkpoint and presses O to enter the supermarket instead of R1 to enter the bar…
Pick up a couple of six-packs while you’re there, will ya? Oh, and some chips.
Hey! Stop throwing beer in my face. I was already getting up. :mad:
We made Threadspotting ! :: does happy dance and buys everybody a pint ::
[discretely readying a whipped-cream pie] “FOOD FIGHT!!!” [/pie]
Nuh-uh! This is my favorite sweater!
Snacks, anyone?
an eclair hits the front of KCSuze’s sweater, splats
freezes :eek:
THAT’S IT!!!
<stalks over to Kythereia menacingly>
You’re paying for my dry cleaning.
Think the fights over do ya?
SHAZAM!!!
<turns into Gomer Pyle> :eek: 
Aw crap. Guess I’ll have a guiness then.
Now all my Autobots have been Transformed into Insecticons.
<sulks>
Oh, well, if I’m paying for all this…
grabs the cream pie, smushes it in KCSuze’s face, runs away giggling
Walks in.
FARTS.
How’s that for a blow?
Oooh, it’s on now!
<smashes ten banana cream pies on Kythereia>
:: Regallag flies in through a window breaking it with his head ::
PUB BRAWL!
:: Picks up a table and beaks it over his knee ::
Bring it on, ya buncha grots!
:: Smashes his face into the wall, putting a hole in it ::
So: being stuck in this magically transformed fly-body for the last few hours and being physically incapable of handling the magic wand to return to normal might seem awful to some of you. I, however, choose to dwell on the positive aspects of being a mavolent minded human in a fly’s body.
F’rinstance… female flies are FINE when you’re a fly, too. I haven’t had this much action since college.
We breed prodigiously, too.
(100,000,000 flies emerge from hidden breeding grounds behind the ceiling tiles launch counteroffensive against all bar people)
That’s it, babies! First this bar, then the WORLD. Make daddy proud! Up Regallag_The_Axe’s nose! Don’t forget KCSuze’s ears! rayh’s gassy ass! If you get hungry, you can always lick Kythereia’s pie-smeared face! Attack my children. Attaaaaa-aa-AAAA-aa-aaaaaaaaaaack!