Uh, that was me. But your margarita was delicious, thanks for letting me snag it!
Beer and pizza is the food of the gods.
I only know one goddess, and I think she should be here. calls Kythereia
waits to be seated
Be there in a minute! calls back, blowing a kiss
…Let’s stop and say hi to the nice man waving us over. points to the road
He looks cranky and mean. Figger he needs a margarita?
Stasia, you offer him one.
All I’ve got is sangria.
HEY! What about me? Who’s left at the party? Well, I’ll just have to show my disdain here then!
over to the computer. Acess internet. Politely refrains from checking out the links in “Favorites.” Looks up general line for Mildenhall RAF base in England. Gets on the phone & calls England.
Yes, I’ll hold. … … … … … Yes I need to speak to Sgt R___ with the US Army M.I. company. Bravo six-one-niner, Tango Sierra et spiritu sancti. Yes, that’s right. Yes, I’ll hold. … … … … Hey R____? Yeah it’s me, Dark Angel. Hey listen, I need som G2 on a guy in Isle of Man, England. Goes by Lobsang. Jut need the number for the company he works for. Yup. … … … Thanks man! Oh hey, Saddam did it, in Tikrit, with the candlestick. What do I win?
*Dials *
Hello? Lobsang’s workplace? Hey, I need to speak to the girl he’s all crushed on. What? Oh, sorry. Uh… He’s totally potty of this bird and…yes, that’s right. OK, I’ll hold… … … Good afternoon, is this Lobsang’s not-girlfriend? I know, isn’t it cute? Say listen, I’m a member of one of his circles of friends and, quite frankly, we’re getting tired of listening to it. Would you please come to America for a few hours and attend a party with us? We’ll see if we can get him here too so you can both put an end to this charade. You are? You will? Great. Hey, I’ll buy you an e-ticket–just get on over to Heathrow and book in on BA flight 236.
- does a few transactions using the company expense account card. Call’s Lobsang’s house, leaves message *
…yes. And please tel him that there’s a round trip ticket waiting for him on BA flight #236. Thank you. yes, we hope so too. bye bye, Ms. Lobsang.
Then some minor flashing might be necessary.
Just minor mind you. 
Sure, I can do that…who’s with me? Say AYE!
Aye!
I’m still here! Did everyone forget me? Oh well, I’ll just sit over here with Lily and Herman and the goat…What’s the goat’s name? And, of course, the champagne.
Inigo, I don’t think that’s what he meant by watering the plants.
You learn something new ever day. Today I learned that it is possible to distract a Cannuckian Gendarme with sangria and flashing whilst dropping the 911 into gear and making a quick escape.
Inigo, any idea what the registration on this thing says in the event he managed to catch enough of the tag to call it in?
Hang on kiddies, pizza, beer and more tequila is on the way!
Snakes, tell the kids I’m the way with Cuervo, but not THAT Cuervo.
Unless of course, you think they’re up to it!
Mr. Bus Guy, I’m getting kinda cold over here… hasn’t put her top back down
Kythereia, hang in there…or out there I guess is more appropriate. He may come back at any moment, and we need to be proactive. I’m driving as fast as I can, it shouldn’t be long. Uh…I mean we’ll be there soon.
AYE! Slave Inigiggolo reporting as ordered ma’am!
Pizza’s Here!!!
Damn, what happened to the goat? Is that spray paint?
walks in, oblivious to stares I think that looks like ketchup on the walls over there, but I can’t be sure…
Pssst: Kytheria, you can cover up now, we’re ba… Oh never mind.
Here, have a margarita.
Ok, ok, why not?
*'Mika, who hasn’t put her top down either, hugs **Kythereia *tightly
Better? Now Quickie’s party is waking up!