Happy 30th of December to you

[The Count]

Fine... On my way to a party now... Stay behind and have some of that so-called "fun". See if I invite you to any ghost games.
*Leaves, knowing full well that Lizard will want to come, especially since there'll be plenty of cookies and root beer there.

 

[TogetherAgain]

<cleans kitchen> <sings> If I were a rich man... yibidibidibidibidibidibidibidum... ...Now why on earth would I want to be a rich MAN? <resumes singing> I... wouldn't have to work hard... yibidibidibidibidibidibidibidum... ...Now whose bright idea was it to watch the Fiddler on the Roof marathon, anyway??? ....<hums>...

 

[Erine81981]

Lizard: *looks over his shoulder* Cookie?

 

[The Count]

Mouse: Yeah, that's what he said.

*To Lisa: If you were a man... Then you would be your husband... And that's something we don't wanna think of, especially with that freak DanDan running around loose in the neighborhood. Still haven't gotten over what he/she/it did to my poor doorknob.

 

[Erine81981]

Lizard: And root beer?

 

[TogetherAgain]

To Mr. ABC: If I were a RICH man, I would most certainly not be my husband. And please don't even suggest that. Our relationship is complicated enough as it is. ...Why are you in my kitchen?

 

[The Count]

Mouse: That's what it sounded he said to me.

 

[TogetherAgain]

A MOUSE? What are YOU doing in my kitchen?

 

[theprawncracker]

OOH! A mouse! Honey! I think you left your spice jars open again, one of the ingredients got out!

 

[TogetherAgain]

<Whacks Prawnie over head with frying pan>