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Whiskey:"Well, now that we're all best friends, shall we get on with the entire entire real purpose of this meeting?"
Esory:"We're all best friends?"
The lizard who had arranged the meeting:"What purpose was that?"
Grandille:"This could be dreadful..."
Mintiet:"An orgy, I think he had in mind."
Me:"This could be dreadful."
Whiskey:"We must advance and entirely entirely advance, until we are in all ways coequal to the cisaffectionate!"
Whiskey:"Which is to say, we must hold a Transaffection Ball."
Everyone but Mintiet:"The Considerably Smaller Doom!"
Mintiet:"Ball me! Oh, ball me!"
Everyone but Mintiet and Whiskey:"The Embarrass!"
Jrakh:"Excuse me." She headed for the door, tail between her legs.
Whiskey and Mintiet chased her, and by means partially moral and partially fig-wineical retrieved her, relieved her, and returned her.