*Meanwhile...
Count: Ah, that's sewen awesome avards! The 7 appears in thin air and then dissipates.
Me, sitting down next to my darling date: Hey Count... It's your turn.
Count: Vhat? Ah yes, of course.
The vampire gracefully bows to Countess Dahling and takes the stage.
Greetings, it is I, the Count von Count. And I have been chosen to hand out the avard for best killer of threads. Mmm, a subject I know something about. The vinner of Like a Stake Through my Thread... Better the thread than my heart.
Mr. Snowth!
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That's 8, 8 beautiful trophies!
*Thunderclap fires off its lightning as that pink ball of punch ascends for a second speech, if he's still around that is.