*walks in to open the shades on a bright sunny morning*
Oops! Sorry, bsftcs. Didn't mean to blind you.
*drops the shades to leave the Boogre Snooker table in the darkness*
There, that should help.
*heads to the bar, draws a long Stout ale*
Bsftcs, that's for Radek, in case he sneaks in when I'm not looking. Ol' William of Gates has irritated Radek something fierce, and I promised him something to take the edge off.
*Sees scattered pieces of paper near the easy chair by the fireplace*
Oh, yeah... I was working on some more of Missy's adventures. Lessee... I hope none of them accidentally made it into the fireplace...
*sits down and starts organizing papers*