Picks umbrella out of his Bundy and stares dubiously at it. Wonders why people go to all the trouble of making things that the general populace usually discard at the first opportunity - maybe it is a secret pixie joke - how they get the big beople to unwhittingly supply them with precipitation protection, whilst the giants believe they are really making drink disguises - Hmmmm.
Stops musing into his drink - Ummm, LadyZeke, your umbrella is errr melting????
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Nordom, cousin to Davros