Post by Orp Boon on Oct 31, 2012 11:00:25 GMT -5
Tank laughs.
"Oh, I have my reasons."
He pours himself a glass of wine from the table and swigs it down almost in one gulp.
Mrs. Rose Smith smiles.
"Oh, that sounds like a nice school. How much is tuition there? I hear my sister complain a lot about it and I always feel so guilty that I can't help."
Mr. Venger speaks up from the end of the table.
"Oh, Lieutenant, are we going to be only carnivores this evening or are you going to bring out some vegetables from the Far East as well?"
Angelines scowls.
"As you wish."
She claps and the butlers emerge again. Jeeves leads the line out of the kitchen to the table. They place platters on the table and remove their covers revealing large bulbous fruit on each platter. The fruit is purple and seems somewhere between a pumpkin and a melon. Serenity and Tauer may have seen them before and might remember them as quite tasty.
As the guests dive into the next course the butlers remove the empty plates and platters from the table. Angeline replies to Mr. Venger,
"Good enough, Mr. Venger?"
He reclines in his chair and blots a bit of yakow steak off his mouth.
"Gooberfruit are okay for a provincial event, sure, but my dinner party last month had smoked dodeca-melons. They were just exquisite."
"Maybe you could invite me to one of your events next time, neighbor, or is my nose not high enough to get let in?"
"Lieutenant, you know we would just spend the whole night squabbling like this. I can't have my guests listening to me bicker at every event. Your guests seem fine with it, though."
Old Lady Crone stands up. Her eyes seem to be literally steaming.
"Don't insult Angeline like that! You're a mean man and a terrible father!"
Old Lady Crone throws her napkin on the table and leaves the room, smoke trailing behind.
"Oh, I have my reasons."
He pours himself a glass of wine from the table and swigs it down almost in one gulp.
Mrs. Rose Smith smiles.
"Oh, that sounds like a nice school. How much is tuition there? I hear my sister complain a lot about it and I always feel so guilty that I can't help."
Mr. Venger speaks up from the end of the table.
"Oh, Lieutenant, are we going to be only carnivores this evening or are you going to bring out some vegetables from the Far East as well?"
Angelines scowls.
"As you wish."
She claps and the butlers emerge again. Jeeves leads the line out of the kitchen to the table. They place platters on the table and remove their covers revealing large bulbous fruit on each platter. The fruit is purple and seems somewhere between a pumpkin and a melon. Serenity and Tauer may have seen them before and might remember them as quite tasty.
As the guests dive into the next course the butlers remove the empty plates and platters from the table. Angeline replies to Mr. Venger,
"Good enough, Mr. Venger?"
He reclines in his chair and blots a bit of yakow steak off his mouth.
"Gooberfruit are okay for a provincial event, sure, but my dinner party last month had smoked dodeca-melons. They were just exquisite."
"Maybe you could invite me to one of your events next time, neighbor, or is my nose not high enough to get let in?"
"Lieutenant, you know we would just spend the whole night squabbling like this. I can't have my guests listening to me bicker at every event. Your guests seem fine with it, though."
Old Lady Crone stands up. Her eyes seem to be literally steaming.
"Don't insult Angeline like that! You're a mean man and a terrible father!"
Old Lady Crone throws her napkin on the table and leaves the room, smoke trailing behind.