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Nah... That woman's got enough problems. Besides, it's better to just leave it be and keep rolling with your own career. *Calls over Zany and has im deliver something to the maître d'.

*At our table... No, don't think I've had the pleasure. Then again, it's hard to get tickets when the operator keeps confusing it with that Speares girl that Luke loves so much. Did you ever hear of the great Hottub Flood of '03 with the cardboard cutouts and soggy popcorn?

*Wonders where that penguin waiter with our cake can be. Uh Ghost Prawny, did you remember to tell Zany his work shift started... *Checks watch. Forget it. Oh yeah, and while we're on the subject... *Zaps Prawn again. That's to get you to post more of Harmony!

*Meanwhile, at a table... To Ghost Brittney... So, do you like brownie cake? I like it so much I had it turned into one of my horcruxes. Yes... Come to me my delicious soul!

Ah... Doughnuts! *Snatches a Boston Scream and cup of hot chocolate, along with a mocchaccino for Ghost Brittany. You killed Prawny? You... Nope, can't say it here. *Iron Chefs feverishly work on getting their meals finished for the big awards banquet in two weeks' time.

*Dances on with Ghost Brittany, zapping Prawny with precision-timed bolts in tune to the waltzing theme.

Huh? Wasn't it Snowthy you guys were hunting for the murder of Cracked Pepper, that grand dame of Canadian pancake fame? That reminds me... You should get Snowthy to take you to the corner of 45th and Elsberry to hunt up some pancake makeup. Eh, let's see what Prawn's next move is Nick...

*Afterwards... *Back in billionaire moderator persona... If she's already spooken for... There is something to be said for making a grander entrance. *Dances off with Ghost Brittany, now in fabulous phantom formal dress to the nightclubs of MC.

*After second ziffle... Well, looks like Super Nick already wished you good luck. *Smirks. Are you gonna behave? Or do we have to get tough with you? *Hovers above in the shadows ready to fire thunderbolt if Prawn should answer wrong. Oh wait... I hear Squeekers in need of some...

*After instant ziffle pulled by Prawn... *Throws battarang clipping his sleeve to the wall. What are you up to now you comical clown prince of goofery?

Yeah well... I kinda prefer the bookish types. Prawny, you're complainin' bout hyenas? No problem. *Calls Harley Quinn in to tame the hyenas. OK Harl, you get your babies back to bed... And no funny business. *Quick-changes into Batman persona menacing her not to try anything. As for...

Wha? Pepper's dead? Hold on a sec babe. *Snaps fingers and troop of highly trained chicken storm troopers appear to follow Prawny's commands. *Back to Ghost Jeanette... Now then, where were we?

Please... Light sabres? C'mon, nothin' beats these great proton pistols... *Chatting in the corner tryin' to put the moves on Ghost Jeanette. So who's this Snowth everybody's after? Must be Snowth hunting season. Eh, it's too easy to catch a Snowth, so I let the rest of the gang hunt him...

Good... Gravy? Prawny's alive again! Quick, pepper him with salt and flour! Mmm, fried prawn. *Goes to get the cocktail sauce, certain the craziness will continue in the meanwhile.

*Opens containment unit and shoves a bottle of Pepto to Ghost Prawny.

Huh? Rosemary? Don't forget that's part of a combo salvo... Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. *Receives Pepper's salute. Remember me to one who lived at Scarborough Fair! *Fires black pepper bludger ball to chase Nick from our vantage keeper's point. Ooh! Lady ghostie chippies...

Aaaaaarghaleleafasdfseare! Cannot... Keep... Up... Claudia's on our side. Unless she defected. So she hates those chippy things? Knew there was a reason she was my sister. But Prawny ate the girls too? Nooooo! We don't eat beautiful young girls around here! Even if they're chipmunk...

Can't I leave you kids alone to play nice? *Shoots down Tigger. Never liked that guy, two wirey for his own good. You git back here with that der sugar bag! *Fires off another round of muffins at Prawn and Ziff and Nick. Clauds, you know we loves ya girly... Now git yerself a muffin gun...

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Yeah... What da' prawn said. So then we can charge them there MC dues and get our celeries okay. These celeries, are they like the moneys? Have to cast my votes too... Anyone care to sway me to vote for them? J/K... Or am I? *Mwahahahaha!