THE COMPLETELY IMPROV SIM performed on the spot without advance notice or preparation; August 28, 2001 SUGGESTED TITLES: Fork Shadows, Deadline for Dinner, Hot Biscuits Cold Fish, Hot Romance Cold Fish, Dinner is Hot, Buns and Biscuits, Burning Desires and Burning Desserts, Breakfast at Barnaby's, Pitchforks and Butter Kay Lhota: Hi Linda DS Vicki: {S shpritz Kay Lhota: Hi Graeme GraemeCree: Hi. DS Vicki: Hi Kay, Graemie! Kay Lhota: How are you, both? DS Vicki: Good GraemeCree: I'm going to be so glad when episode 191 arrives. Kay Lhota: yes, I confess it. I will be glad too. GraemeCree: Grabbing every day is a grind. GraemeCree: I'll look forward to it on the rare occasions we need it afterwards. Kay Lhota: and this has been nearly three years of it. DS Vicki: Don't I know. GraemeCree: I am enjoying this story though. Kay Lhota: Yes, it's good! DS Vicki: And I'll still have plenty to do after it's over. Kay Lhota: I had forgotten just how good. Kay Lhota: It's moving quickly, too. GraemeCree: I didn't think there would be many good waves, but I've been making more than usual lately. GraemeCree: Indexing them will be a pain, but I'll wait til after 191 to do that. OnlineHost: JamisonC97 has entered the room. Kay Lhota: Hi Jami JamisonC97: Hello Kay, Linda and Graeme. DS Vicki: Hi Jami GraemeCree: Hi. Kay Lhota: I forgot that the second Laura painting came so quickly after the first. GraemeCree: I wonder if we're not supposed to notice the big white spot. Kay Lhota: Oh no. They mention the spot all of the time! Kay Lhota: Everyone ask Sam what is supposed to go there, and he growls that DS Vicki: At some point, I should update my art show page. Kay Lhota: he doesn't know DS Vicki: I'm missing portraits. Kay Lhota: I am glad that you page is still there, Linda. Kay Lhota: your page. DS Vicki: LOL GraemeCree: I'm still waiting to see if Sci-Fi will restore the files. Kay Lhota: I am going to go through Graemepage withdrawals as it is! OnlineHost: VEP KAT has entered the room. VEP KAT: Hi Kay Lhota: When will you find out, Graeme? Kay Lhota: Hi Ginny! JamisonC97: Hello Ginny GraemeCree: They said today. GraemeCree: But not yet. GraemeCree: At least Bondex Betty is holding up. DS Vicki: It might be a cute idea to combine my portraits with the drawings. VEP KAT: your websites? GraemeCree: Yes, Sci-Fi has been down for days. Kay Lhota: Sure, Linda! I think that would be a great idea! DS Vicki: Maybe make it all one page? VEP KAT: I hate the stupid pop up Sci Fi has on some of its pages,especially the bulletin boards. Kay Lhota: You could, but I don't know. I kind of like the sketchpad thing Kay Lhota: that you did as a special. VEP KAT: It froze me up the other day. DS Vicki: Portia must be desperate if she wants to have an art show featuring David's drawings. Kay Lhota: LOL\ Kay Lhota: Well, she encourages budding young talent, and sees potential in David! VEP KAT: I wish we were simming tonight, I feel like shooting something-Bad day at work. GraemeCree: Yeah. Kay Lhota: Collinwood, in the year 1970. Bad luck has been destroying the JamisonC97: Seems like a long time since I been here on a Tuesday. lol Kay Lhota: happiness of the Collins family for many generations. Kay Lhota: But, in the woods surrounding the great estate, that luck is about to change. Kay Lhota: For many members of the Collins family are going to find a reason Kay Lhota: to get on and discover that the happiness that has eluded them for so long, Kay Lhota: can be found, if they but look for the solution. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Ahh, Roger killed this brandy bottle. Of all the rotten luck (flings it). VEP KAT: (happiness not only eluded them- it ran away screaming) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (carrying out a tray of tea and scones) Kay Lhota: [LOL Ginny] GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Liz, do you have any cooking sherry? Kay Lhota: [you can't expect brilliance on such a spur of the moment!] Kay Lhota: LIZ: You might ask Mrs. Johnson. Kay Lhota: LIZ: I never cook with it, and I prefer a better sherry for drinking. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I wonder how to make a still? That could be a crafts project, and still be useful Kay Lhota: LIZ: David might enjoy working on that with you, Quentin. VEP KAT: (yeah and he could hide it under all the plastic trees in the woods) Kay Lhota: LIZ: I can't remember. Does he still live here? JamisonC97: {lol Ginny} VEP KAT: check his room for dirty socks Kay Lhota: [LOL] GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Last I saw him he had a pair of garden shears, and was chasing Hallie in her grass GraemeCree: skirt. DS Vicki: Maggie: (in her room reading Old House Beautiful) Kay Lhota: LIZ: Hmmm... I hope Roger has talked to that boy about girls and... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I'll talk to him if you want. I can tell him everything. Kay Lhota: LIZ: But, Hallie outsizes him. He is the one who should be running, not Hallie. DS Vicki: Maggie: (suddenly overcome by a strange feeling) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (sees the pitchfork on his hand) DS Vicki: Maggie: (looks down at her hand) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (turning to look at them both) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Maggie has a grass skirt too. Maybe she and Hallie could throw a luau. (goes to GraemeCree: look for the other pair of shears) DS Vicki: Maggie: (sees the pitchfork) Kay Lhota: LIZ: I better see to the cucumber sandwiches. (hurredly leaves for kitchen) VEP KAT: Mrs J:; catches Quentin trying to pinch her kitchen shears and drives him out with a frying VEP KAT: pan DS Vicki: Maggie: (rubs her hand to remove it but it won't go away) Kay Lhota: [Kay wouldn't miss watching a make out scene for the world] DS Vicki: Maggie: (thinks) What is that strange mark on my hand? JamisonC97: {lol Kay} OnlineHost: Oblbobl has entered the room. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (Doesn't find the shears, but comes across a bottle of Roger's secret stash) Kay Lhota: [pseudo sim in progress, Bobbi. Grab a character and pitch in!] Oblbobl: hello all DS Vicki: Maggie: (looks at the pitchfork) It's glowing! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Hello, Bobbi. (smarmy smile) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Sorry, I mean Mrs. Johnson. You don't have any cooking sherry, do you? VEP KAT: Mrs J:: No I put it all in the fish:: Kay Lhota: LIZ: (contentedly putting together a tray of finger sandwiches) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Do we have any fish left? I'm starved. Oblbobl: Fish::: glug,glug,glug Kay Lhota: QUENTIN: Quentin, bring these in to the drawing room. VEP KAT: Mrs J::;Go on with you wait for dinner Kay Lhota: [oops-- Liz] DS Vicki: Maggie: (whispers) Ohhh, Quentin....... Where are you? VEP KAT: Mrs J:: has had a bad day:; GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Okay, I'll just take a quick walk to whet my appetite. Kay Lhota: LIZ: I seem to remember that Maggie is fond of the lobster rolls. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (sees the pitchfork glowing, covers it with his hand and scuttles out) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;Well I aint going into town for lobster eat the fish or do without Kay Lhota: [it's taking forever to get Quentin and Maggie to make out.] Oblbobl: David::: I don't like lobster, don't want fish... want a hot dog !!!! JamisonC97: {Yes it is. lol} GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Maggie? Where are you, it's... dinnertime. DS Vicki: Maggie: (whispers) Quentin.....come to me.... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (ready to jump into the shower fully clothed) DS Vicki: Maggie: (rushes to the doorway of her room) Quentin, I'm here, darling. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Maggie! (lunges through the air, tackles her on the 5, and they land on the bed GraemeCree: for a Safety) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;bustles around the kitchen mumbling:: Its bad enough with David in my things GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (Two points) Kay Lhota: [steaming up the chatroom pretty good, Quentin] Oblbobl: David:::runs by and squirts them with a super soaker... VEP KAT: Mrs J::; without Quentin trying to take the shears How am I going to bone that chicken? Kay Lhota: LIZ: (spitting out water) Blah-- DAVID! DS Vicki: Maggie: Ohhhhhhhhh, Quentin..........kiss me....... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (kisses her, and that's just for a starter) DS Vicki: (LOL) Oblbobl: MrsJ with kitchen shears.. I'm outta here.............> VEP KAT: Mrs J::;mumbles over the water on the floor and goes for the mope:; GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (no moping up here) Kay Lhota: LIZ: David, how is your geometry homework? DS Vicki: Maggie: (throws her arms around him and kisses him, passionately) Oblbobl: David:::foursquare, Aunt Liz !!!! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Here Maggie, take these chains. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: If you get too excited, just rattle them, and people will think it's a ghost. Kay Lhota: LIZ: Excellent, David. I can't remember any math beyond 7th Grade. Oblbobl: David:::or is is pi are square, 'cause cake is round??? DS Vicki: Maggie: (blushes) Kay Lhota: LIZ: Which shows how much I needed geometry and algebra. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (camera pans off them so they can really have at it) DS Vicki: Maggie: Quentin, hold me close and never let me go. Kay Lhota: [Whoa--ho!] GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Geronimo! Oblbobl: {S loftfall Kay Lhota: [LOL] Oblbobl: {{oooo, that's gonna hurt in the morning}} VEP KAT: Mrs J::;looks up at the ceiling and shakes her head::: Oblbobl: {S choc Kay Lhota: LIZ: (a hunk of plaster falls on her Wall St Jounal. Sighs, and shakes her head) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (I need to remember to oil these springs) DS Vicki: Maggie: (rattles chains) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;hastly puts a lid on the fish:: Oblbobl: David:::hands Auntie Liz a hard hat as he races thru the Drawing Room... Kay Lhota: LIZ: (putting it on) Thank you, David. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (Good thing the Foundation is in good shape) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;starts to make a salad shaking her head and chopping with a vengance:: Oblbobl: David:::de nada... byeeeeeeee Kay Lhota: LIZ: De nada? Oblbobl: {{ wouldn't it be easier to use a knife, instead of a vengence??}} Kay Lhota: LIZ: Not por nada? (turns to page 12) Oblbobl: {{Whatever}} {S kabong} Kay Lhota: [LOL] VEP KAT: Mrs J::;sighs and makes a note on the chalkboard to order a new bed::: Kay Lhota: LIZ: I wouldn't really know. I didn't take spanish in school... Oblbobl: David:::well, me either....... Kay Lhota: LIZ: Well, you nearly burned your elementary school down, young man. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (sometime later) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;spots plaster in the salad starts to toss it in the trash, then changes her mind and VEP KAT: just tosses it. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Hi, Liz. Am I late for dinner? (Hair looks like it was combed with a fishbone) Oblbobl: David:::I majored in pest and crystal ball..... Kay Lhota: LIZ: No, dinner won't be for another 20 minutes. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (looks an awful lot like he always did after a night's prowl during his werewolf GraemeCree: days) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (passes him a scone and a cup of tea) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Oh, okay. I've worked up a monstrous appetite. Got any snacks handy? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Ah, that'll do (wolfs it down). DS Vicki: Maggie: (enters the room, her clothing disheveled) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;If anyone is interested dinner is almost ready Oblbobl: David:::want a hot dog?? Kay Lhota: LIZ: There are cucumber sandwiches and lobster rolls. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: How about chips and dip? Kay Lhota: LIZ: Oh, and some cocktail franks at David's insistance DS Vicki: Maggie: (smoothes out her skirt and sweater) Oblbobl: David:::Ick, cucumber sangwiches.. mush.... Kay Lhota: LIZ: (wishes her vintage 1954 RCA Victor TV still worked) Oblbobl: David:::aside:: Quentin's the dip...... VEP KAT: Mrs J::;starts setting out the salads at the dinner table, makes sure Quentin gets the piece VEP KAT: with the large piece of plaster DS Vicki: Maggie: (searches the front of her sweater for a brooch) My brooch! It's missing! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Oh no, I hope you didn't lose it. That's an heirloom. Kay Lhota: LIZ: Your brooch, Maggie? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (looks around) Oh. I found it, Maggie. DS Vicki: Maggie: Yes, I seem to have lost it. Oblbobl: David:::pulls out his seat at the table and shakes it getting into his chair.... DS Vicki: Maggie: You did? Where? Kay Lhota: LIZ: Oh, isn't that a charming brooch. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (points at her back, shamefacedly) Oblbobl: David:::doubles up laughing when he sees where Maggies brooch is:::: Kay Lhota: LIZ: Is it the fashion to wear it that way? How clever! DS Vicki: Maggie: Oh my! (turns three shades of red) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;hmmph Dinner is served GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (BS'ing) Goodness Maggie, how did you ever pin it on the BACK of your sweater? GraemeCree: I'm surprised your arms could even reach. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: You must tell me how that happened some day. VEP KAT: Mrs J::;goes into the kitchen to get the next course. Kay Lhota: [LOL] Oblbobl: David:::hey Quentin, is that a biscuit in your salad or what??? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Salad???? Somebody tried to feed me salad? Kay Lhota: LIZ: I do believe that it is from the kitchen ceiling. I really must talk DS Vicki: Maggie: If you'll excuse me for a moment....(dashes to the bathroom to tunr her sweater DS Vicki: face front) Kay Lhota: to Roger about having some repairs done soon. Oblbobl: David:::giggles as Maggie leaves the room::: GraemeCree: QUENTIN: She's such an innocent young thing. VEP KAT: Mrs J::;in the kitchen:;: tastes the fish sauce, turns three shades of red and looks around Oblbobl: {{not for long with Quentin around !!!}} VEP KAT: for something else to add DS Vicki: Maggie: (admires herself in the bathroom mirror) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (tucks in his shirt tails and combs his hair with his fingers) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (delicately munches on her dainty morsels of fruit from her fruit cup) DS Vicki: Maggie: There! That's better! VEP KAT: Mrs J::;tosses in some chili powder and the remains of Quentins drink that he left in the VEP KAT: kitchen Oblbobl: {S fridge GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (tries to be unobtrusive, and munches his scone) Kay Lhota: [I couldn't take three weeks of Dinner at Collinwood sims] DS Vicki: Maggie: (hurries back to the dining room, still blushing) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (pretends not to notice her) Oblbobl: David:::spears his fruit cocktail chunks on a leftover cocktail weiner pick::: Kay Lhota: LIZ: David! Oblbobl: David::: WHAT???? Kay Lhota: LIZ: You are too old a boy to be playing with your food! DS Vicki: Maggie: (takes the only available seat next to Quentin) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (trying not to smile over how cute David is) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;mashs the potatoes, sniffs the milk decides its passable and adds it to them:: Oblbobl: David:::not playing.. gonna eat it all at once, not in little nibbles like a sissy !!! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (looking at the paper) Hmmm, the Minnesota Timberwolves won another. GraemeCree: They're my favourite team, you know. Kay Lhota: LIZ: (unable to suppress her smile) DS Vicki: Maggie: (notices that the pitchfork on her hand has faded away) Oblbobl: David:::eats the fruit off the pick and settles back in his chair to wait the next course::: VEP KAT: Mrs J::;pours the decidedly underdone peas into a bowl:: VEP KAT: Mrs J::;strides into the dining room and clears the salad GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Maggie, could you pass the buns? (blush) ... I mean the biscuits. Oblbobl: {{oh boy..marbles}} VEP KAT: Mrs J::;brings out the fish potatoes and peas:: DS Vicki: Maggie: Why, of course, Quentin. Kay Lhota: [brb] DS Vicki: Maggie: (hands him the biscuits) VEP KAT: Mrs J::; retreats to the kitchen:: GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (shivers as his hand touches hers) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: See if we've got any Little Debbies, as long as you're up, Liz. OnlineHost: Heydoozie has entered the room. DS Vicki: Maggie: Everything looks delicious. DS Vicki: Maggie: Mrs. Johnson has prepared enough for a small army. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: YES! It certainly does. DS Vicki: Maggie: (thinks) I wonder if he means me? Oblbobl: David:::yeah, looks like something GI Joe would eat.... strictly MRE !!! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: So Maggie, what have you been doing with yourself lately? I don't think I've seen VEP KAT: ( hi Susie) GraemeCree: you much for a while. (says the last loudly, hoping they'll believe it) VEP KAT: ( impromtu sim) Heydoozie: (are you guys simming?) OnlineHost: JamisonC97 has left the room. GraemeCree: [He's not] Oblbobl: {{grab a character, Susie}} DS Vicki: Maggie: I've been very busy...er....tutoring David. Kay Lhota: [pull up a character and plunge in, Susie] VEP KAT: Mrs J::;in the kitchen decides the cake has set on the counter long enough and cuts it with VEP KAT: a cleaver GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Oh, what class? Math? History? Se... Science, I mean? Kay Lhota: LIZ: (spreads butter on her biscuit) VEP KAT: (Mrs J is cooking up one of her famous dinners from heck Susie) DS Vicki: Maggie: Oh....Biology....actually. (blushes) Oblbobl: David:::rakes his biscuit through the butter and pops it whole into his mouth:: VEP KAT: ( we may need Julia before its over) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Oh, isn't that nice? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I've always wanted to know more about that too. Kay Lhota: LIZ: (the biscuit drops on the rug. Naturally, butter side down) DS Vicki: Maggie: He's learning about the birds and the bees. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (As she says this, the pitchfork returns on his hand) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (bends down with her napkin to blot away the butter from the oriental rug) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: But that's zoology, isn't it? Ha, ha. (pretends to be interested in the biscuits GraemeCree: again) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;( not on my dining room table you don't) DS Vicki: Maggie: (notices his pitchfork) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (glances surreptitiously at the dining table) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (loosens his collar) Mrs. Johnson, would you mind opening a window? It's getting GraemeCree: hot in here. VEP KAT: ( they already broke Maggies bed Susie) Heydoozie: WILLIE :::wanders in off the streets of Collinwood:::: GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (tries to butter a biscuit, but his hand is shaking so bad, the knife flies out of Heydoozie: WILLIE: Hey, you guys seen Barnabas? DS Vicki: Maggie: (thinks) It's on his hand, but not mine! VEP KAT: Mrs J::;hhmmph crosses room and slams window up GraemeCree: it, and into the parakeet's cage, narrowly missing the bird) Oblbobl: David:::I'll do it, I'll do it........runs to open the window.... Kay Lhota: LIZ: (standing up to greet her unexpected dinner guest) Kay Lhota: LIZ: Willie? Willie Loomis! DS Vicki: Maggie: Careful, Quentin! You might cut yourself. VEP KAT: Mrs J::;;looks at Quentins near miss and thinks now she will have to buy chicken: Heydoozie: WILLIE: Mind if I have a biscut? :::pops one in his mouth and tries to chew it::: Oblbobl: Bird::: yipes, almost bought the farm on that one... careful dude !! ::: GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I don't know what's wrong with me. It can't be the DT's, or I'd GraemeCree: have known years ago. Heydoozie: WILLIE: Man, Mrs J musta used cement mix instead of flour Kay Lhota: LIZ: (motions for him to join them) Mrs Johnson, will you bring a helping in for Willie, ple DS Vicki: Maggie: (takes the biscuit from him) Allow me to butter that for you. VEP KAT: notice nobody is eatting anything but the biscuits? Kay Lhota: LIZ:please? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (shaking) Heh, heh, so somebody talk about something to get my Oblbobl: David:::watches Willie try to chew the biscuit::: GraemeCree: mind off... I mean to pass the time (absent-mindedly rests his elbow in the clam dip) Heydoozie: WILLIE :::pulls out a chair:: Thanks Mrs Collins VEP KAT: Mrs J::; brings in a piece of pie and sets it before Willie VEP KAT: Mrs J::;coffee? DS Vicki: Maggie: (shoves the buttered biscuit in Quentin's mouth) Oblbobl: David:::hey Quentin, you're being a dip !! Heydoozie: WILLIE: Man, pie! Ol' Stokes is gonna be pissed he missed this GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (her dainty fingertip brushes across his cheek as she does this) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (taps the biscuit on her plate. It makes a clonking sound) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;lifts Quentins elbow out of the dip and wipes the table:: Heydoozie: WILLIE: Hey Quentin, you're ruining the dip there bud DS Vicki: Maggie: Yummy, isn't it, Quentin? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (shaking) Yes, it's very... Kay Lhota: LIZ: (passing Willie the plate of carrot sticks, celery and olives) OnlineHost: Mrsdkip has entered the room. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: YAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! I'll be right back! (stampedes out of the room) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Naw thanks Mrs Collins, I don't eat rabbit food VEP KAT: Mrs J::;does anyone want any of the fish? GraemeCree: [I hope Kay is logging] Heydoozie: WILLIE: I'll take some for the halibit Oblbobl: David:::shakes with surpresed laughter and helps himself to a fist full of veggies::: Kay Lhota: LIZ: (takes back the celery plate, looking disappointed at Willie) Kay Lhota: [I am logging, Graeme!] Heydoozie: WILLIE: Don't clam up on me Mrs Collins, I am eating the fish VEP KAT: Mrs J::;serves up a portion to Willie ( warning Susie its hot) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Last time though, it gave me a haddock. DS Vicki: Maggie: I hope Quentin isn't ill. Oblbobl: David:::I want a hotdog !!! Heydoozie: WILLIE Me too David. We need to go to another ballgame Kay Lhota: LIZ: (passing David the weinies) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (loud scream comes from the second floor) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Just the guys though this time VEP KAT: Mrs J::;puts a plate of fish potatoes and peas in front of David Kay Lhota: LIZ: (drops her spoon) What was that? Oblbobl: David:::maybe my mother will get me a dachshound?? Heydoozie: WILLIE: Damn! I hope he ain't...you know...changing into something less comfortable Oblbobl: {{{bad pun}}} VEP KAT: knowing your mother it will be a hot dog Kay Lhota: LIZ: I hope we don't hear the ghost of Pansy Faye singing out of tuna. Kay Lhota: [Frank supplied the pun, forgive me!] Oblbobl: David:::pushed the fish off the plate and puts some hotdogs on it instead Heydoozie: WILLIE: Pansy Faye my bass. That was Quentin GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (appears in the doorway, dripping wet) DS Vicki: Maggie: (innocently) Is that Quentin singing? VEP KAT: Mrs J::;clucks her tongue picks up the fish and puts it back on the serving platter Kay Lhota: LIZ: If it was, his singing has improved enormously! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Liz, you really need to do something about those faucets in the upstairs tub. The Heydoozie: WILLIE: Speaking of good things from the sea....thought you were gone too long Quentin GraemeCree: hot water is on cold and vice versa. Heydoozie: WILLIE You fall in or something? VEP KAT: Mrs J::;smirks and thinks of chapter 7 in her plumbing manual GraemeCree: QUENTIN: What? No. I just.... felt warm. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I also had a terrible itch. Liz, I've asked you to confiscate David's itching Kay Lhota: LIZ: Im, hmmmm. GraemeCree: powder. Kay Lhota: LIZ: (giving David that mean Auntie eye) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Yeah, I've had that. You might hafta go to the clinic and get a shot Heydoozie: WILLIE: Thos little buggers are hard to get rid of Oblbobl: David:::tries to look innocent::: Kay Lhota: LIZ: I thought you told me that you got rid of that itching powder once and for all! DS Vicki: Maggie: Quentin, you're soaked. I'd better get you a towel to dry off. Oblbobl: David:::I did Auntie Liz.. honest !!! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Thanks, dea... I mean Miss Evans. Heydoozie: WILLIE: So, anybody know where ol Barn might be? Kay Lhota: LIZ: (smiles that, you aren't fooling Auntie, smile) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: The old Barn? You mean the Greenhouse? Heydoozie: WILLIE: I figured he was up here for dinner Oblbobl: David:::I rinsed it down the tub...... DS Vicki: Maggie: (returns shortly with a bath towel and wraps it around him) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (sighs, and picks at the fish on her plate) Heydoozie: WILLIE: You don't need to tell him I called him that Quentin GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (sits down in his chair with a squish) DS Vicki: Maggie: You'll catch your death of cold. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I need to slip out of these wet things and into a dry martini. Heydoozie: WILLIE: Martinis yeah, I could go for one myself Oblbobl: David:::long as you didn;t call him red Barn..... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Mrs. Johnson, get a Martinus for me and one for Willie. Two martinis. Heydoozie: WILLIE: (nervous) No, you know, I don't kid around with Barnabas much VEP KAT: Mrs J::;goes to the kitchen for the drinks Heydoozie: WILLIE: He ani't got much of a sense of humor VEP KAT: Mrs J::;brings them in and sets them before Willie and Liz Oblbobl: David:::thinks... the way he's talking it sounds like he's already had tee many martoonies ! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Ha, Barnabas parties less than Rudolph Hess. VEP KAT: Mrs J::;Are you ready for dessert? Kay Lhota: LIZ: Barnabas is courtly in manners, but I have never heard him laugh. Not once. Heydoozie: WILLIE:::chugs his in two gulps::: Thanks Mrs J Oblbobl: David::: I have, and trust me you don't wanna hear him laugh !!! Kay Lhota: LIZ: No, thank you, Mrs. Johnson. Heydoozie: WILLIE: You probably won't believe this, but for a while there I was really scared of ol' Heydoozie: Barn Kay Lhota: LIZ: Excuse me, everyone. (Rises from the table, and exits the dining room) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;Is everyone finished with the main course? Heydoozie: WILLIE: Yeah, he's got good manners. He taught me mine too GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Yeah, I still see the welts. DS Vicki: Maggie: I'd love some of your homemade apple pie topped with whipped cream, Mrs. Johnson. VEP KAT: LOL Kay Lhota: LIZ: (decides to play the piano) VEP KAT: Mrs J::; we are having cake tonight VEP KAT: Mrs J::;clears the table and brings out the slightly petrifiied cake Heydoozie: WILLIE::wipes his mouth on his shirt tail::I can stand a piece of cake Kay Lhota: [Kay wishes she could play the piano. Never conquered the sucker!] Oblbobl: David:::you could probably stand ON IT, Willie !!! DS Vicki: Maggie: It looks delicious, but it could use some whipped cream. {S shpritz Oblbobl: {S ode VEP KAT: Mrs J::;brings out coffee she made with out putting the filter in Kay Lhota: LIZ: (magnificently mastering a Chopin nocturne) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Heck kid, we could use it for home plate! VEP KAT: Mrs J::; fishes some grounds out of Maggies cup GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Hey, watch it with that, Maggie. You got some on me, and I'm clean (wipes some GraemeCree: on her nose) DS Vicki: Maggie: Oops! I got some on my hand too. Kay Lhota: LIZ: (sips the last of the now cold tea. Thanks Heaven that she missed the coffee) DS Vicki: Maggie: Not on my nose, Quentin! Heydoozie: WILLIE:::takes a swallow of coffee and spits it out:::Man! This is mud! DS Vicki: Maggie: (giggles and wipes the whipped cream from her nose and hand) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (plunges into another concerto) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (puts a dollar into the jar on Liz's piano) Oblbobl: David:::drat, he knows... looks at MrsJ and smirks DS Vicki: Maggie: (beneath the whipped cream on her hand is the glowing pitchfork) Kay Lhota: LIZ: Thank you, Quentin. I will play requests. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (grabs a rag) Here, let me help you, Mag... (sees the pitchfork on her hand, but GraemeCree: not his) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Do you know a little song called Shadows of the Night, Liz? Heydoozie: WILLIE: How about "what can you do with a drunken sailor?" Mrs Collins? DS Vicki: Maggie: (notices the pitchfork and tries to hide it from Quentin's view) Kay Lhota: LIZ: (plays it for Quentin) I don't know why I'm familiar with it. Heydoozie: WILLIE: Man, ol' Jason knew some good verses to that Kay Lhota: LIZ: It is a charming waltz, though... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (starting to sweat, afraid that Maggie will pounce right here, and knock them both GraemeCree: into the salad bowl) VEP KAT: Mrs J::;clears the table and retires to the kitchen::: Oblbobl: David:::yeah?? yeah??? how did they go, Willie??? DS Vicki: Maggie: (gives Quentin the look of lust) Heydoozie: WILLIE ::sings as well as Karlen:: What can you do with a drunk sailor? Heydoozie: WILLIE: Steal his girl and forget to pay her GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (sees a crazed saucy look on Maggie's face that he's seldom seen outside of a GraemeCree: mirror) VEP KAT: Mrs J::; refrigerates the leftovers for later::; Heydoozie: WILLIE: But make sure you've gone ahead and nailed her... Kay Lhota: LIZ: (plays "Melancholy Baby") Heydoozie: WILLIE :::suddenly::: Sorry David. Forgot how old you were VEP KAT: Mrs J::;decides to make a fish pie for lunch tommorrow:: DS Vicki: Maggie: (thinks) I'll make him mine! (dashes off to her room) Oblbobl: David:::giggles and winks at Wille...... not that innocent.... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: She's leaving (???) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Hey, where'd Maggie go? VEP KAT: Mrs J::;aw yes fish pie and I will soak the cake in rum and make a trifle:; GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (wrings his still-dripping sleeve out in the punchbowl) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: We've got some rum?? DS Vicki: Maggie: (returns in a peasant dress with a pink boa draped over her shoulders) Oblbobl: {{shoulda done that in the first place MrsJ..would have made a much better supper}} VEP KAT: wonder how many times that fish will make a reappearance until its gone or has a decent GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (jaw drops) VEP KAT: burial? Heydoozie: WILLIE: ::rushes over and saves Maggie from the strange-colored snake:: Heydoozie: WILLIE: I'll kill it for ya Maggie! :::stomps on pink boa::: Kay Lhota: LIZ: You'll have to excuse me for several minutes. (heads upstairs) GraemeCree: [I'll wrap it up soon. This is almost a full length episode now] Heydoozie: WILLIE: You gotta watch out for these things. They hang out of the trees around here. Oblbobl: David:::ssheesh, Willie is a case... thinks snakes are pink.... VEP KAT: (giggling at the thought of a pink fluffy snake) DS Vicki: Maggie : Wiillie! You killed my boa! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (wondering how Maggie put on that much makeup that fast) Heydoozie: WILLIE: It's no joke, David. These rare pink boas are deadly Oblbobl: David:::when everyone knows that elephants are pink, or so Quentin would have us believe.... VEP KAT: muppet snake Kay Lhota: (Actually Barnabas) I sympathize with the boa as well. Heydoozie: WILLIE:::digging toe in the floor and blushing::yeah, Maggie, but you don't need to repay me Heydoozie: or anything DS Vicki: Maggie: Now, it's time for my song.......... Heydoozie: WILLIE: Unless you insist GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Thanks, Willie. Maybe you should bury it, just in case. DS Vicki: Maggie: (to Quentin) I wanna shpritz with youuuuuuuuuuuu. VEP KAT: alongside the fish Kay Lhota: Barnabas:: But wait, perhaps we can re-animate the boa. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (looks at Maggie and winces, wondering how they're going to explain this) DS Vicki: Maggie: (takes his chin in her hand) Wanna shpritz your cares awaaaaaaaaaaay! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (gulps big as her hand touches his face again) Heydoozie: WILLIE: Naw, Barnabas, I'll stake it and bury it. Good night folks. DS Vicki: Maggie: I'll be sooooooo close to youuuuuuuuuu! (blows him a kiss) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (notices his pitchfork has come back too) Heydoozie: WILLIE:::throws pink boa over his shoulders and skips off::: VEP KAT: ROFL Oblbobl: David:::sneaks back in with his Super Soaker and {S shpritz}s the whole company GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (ducks) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Why am I ducking? I'm already wet. Kay Lhota: Barnabas:: Willie, does Adam take AA or AAA batteries? DS Vicki: Maggie: (wraps his arm around her) In your arms I'll always stay! VEP KAT: Mrs J::;sputters VEP KAT: Mrs J::;takes off wig and shakes it out:: GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (starting to quietly go crazy again) DS Vicki: Maggie: When the music begins.......... (shakes her can-can) DS Vicki: Maggie: I'll give you some spins....... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Ohhhh, no you won't! GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I don't know what you think you're doing, interrupting a nice breakfast with these GraemeCree: music hall antics, young lady, but we're putting a stop to it right now. DS Vicki: Maggie: I'll even invent a step or..........twooooooooooo.......... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (picks her up in his arms) DS Vicki: Maggie: Soooooooo on with the shoooooooooooooooooooow..... DS Vicki: Maggie: You'll love it I knoooooooooooooooooow...... GraemeCree: QUENTIN: This is no outfit for breakfast. We're getting you out of it right now. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: And into something decent, I mean! (carries her out the door) Oblbobl: David:::hauls off and lets go with one more Super soaker stream of water right at Quentin DS Vicki: Maggie: 'Cause i wanna dance with youuuuuuuuuuuuu! Oblbobl: and Maggie GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (takes a stream of it in the back) Oblbobl: David:::runs out the door laughing........... Kay Lhota: Barnabas: [[ Discretely inserts ear plugs ]] GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (almost trips on the puddle, but two-steps and rights himself, with Maggie GraemeCree: still in his hands) Oblbobl: David:::pauses::: GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (carries her upstairs, to her bedroom) GraemeCree: <<>> Mrsdkip: hey there Heydoozie: hey Patty! DS Vicki: Maggie: (giggles as he carries her out of the room) GraemeCree: Hi, Patty. DS Vicki: Hi patty. Oblbobl: Hi Patty Mrsdkip: didn't know you were playing tonight GraemeCree: You could have jumped in. DS Vicki: It was impromptu. Kay Lhota: (Actually Frank) Kay had me come in at the last minute, with no idea about the plot. Mrsdkip: ah, i should have VEP KAT: Ok now a few words about the fish GraemeCree: We'll let you know in advance if we do another impromptu sim. GraemeCree: I think... Heydoozie: I didn't know about it either VEP KAT: Lamar Trask:: Dearly beloved we are gathered her to day to bury poor fish DS Vicki: LOL Graemie! Mrsdkip: I'd love the log of it VEP KAT: Lamar Trask:: Born in the cold waters off the coast of Maine DS Vicki: Me too! GraemeCree: It's rated PG-13 in spots. Heydoozie: LOL Ginny! DS Vicki: Who has the log????? VEP KAT: Lamar Trask::Died an ignoble death in Mrs Js oven GraemeCree: Kay does. Kay Lhota: (Actually Frank) Indeed we do. DS Vicki: I thought I saw that fly by. Mrsdkip: I had a good day. A DSer from 1 of the lists sent me some DS fanzines VEP KAT: Lamar Trask:: Poor fish what a terrible fate to be ruined at the hands VEP KAT: of an incompetant cook. DS Vicki: Okay, good. Heydoozie: Great Patty! GraemeCree: Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, what's a sim without some lust. VEP KAT: Lamar Trask::Let us have a moment of silence for our dear departed Kay Lhota: (Actually the fish) {S playnice VEP KAT: and totally inedible fish GraemeCree: (gets some Bon Ami and scrubs that pitchfork off before he really puts his foot in it) Mrsdkip: I also earned $80 the last 2 nights doing a marketing survey or seminar VEP KAT: Lamar Trask::Next time may he wind up in the hands of Julia Child VEP KAT: Amen GraemeCree: This fish has been shellacked. It must be a prop for some play. Mrsdkip: Last week I got some old Shadowgrams from a guy on ebay Kay Lhota: (Announcer) Sorry Charlie, Starkist doesn't want tuna with good taste... Heydoozie: Shellshocked? Maybe it played in Searching for Private Ryan VEP KAT: Lamar Trask::Naw its just a good embalming job Mrsdkip: I only won 8 by bidding. He threw in some more and a Barnabas poster, Mrsdkip: and calendar and some clippings Heydoozie: You hit the jackpot Patty! VEP KAT: Wow thats neat Patty GraemeCree: (raps on it with his fist) Kay Lhota: (AF) What about groovie horror pillows? Mrsdkip: yes. $20 for the ebay and the other was free. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Babe Ruth could have hit 80 home runs with this thing. Kay Lhota: Hi-- the kids are in bed. GraemeCree: So are Quentin and Maggie. VEP KAT: you missed the funeral for the fish Heydoozie: It was a burial at sea Mrsdkip: Just wish i had the latest Shadowgram. I'd resubscribe but need the $ for other things Kay Lhota: Well, I hated to leave, but I am glad I logged it all. Mrsdkip: LOL Susie Heydoozie: It was fun! Kay Lhota: I hope that kind of got the sillies out of our system! VEP KAT: yes it was GraemeCree: Now we can all beat up David. VEP KAT: with the fish Kay Lhota: LOL GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (lassoes him, and suspends him over the vat) GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Willie, do you still have that boa? I mean snake? Kay Lhota: LIZ: (singing while she plays. Her cigarette voice is throaty) Heydoozie: It is a mean snake Quentin Kay Lhota: LIZ: Come to me my melancholy baby, VEP KAT: the pink ones always are GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Thanks. (takes it) Maggie, do you have a hatpin? Kay Lhota: LIZ: Cuddle up and don't be blue, Kay Lhota: LIZ: All your fears are foolish fancies, baby VEP KAT: Mrs J::I have a meat skewer Kay Lhota: LIZ: You know darling, I'm in love with you. Kay Lhota: LIZ: Ev'ry cloud must have a silver lining. Kay Lhota: LIZ: Wait until the sun smiles through, Kay Lhota: LIZ: Smile, my honey dear, while I kiss away each tear Kay Lhota: LIZ: Or else I will be melancholy, too. Heydoozie: well guys, this was fun, but I have to go. Let me know way ahead of time if we are going GraemeCree: QUENTIN: No, a meat skewer might spoil the snake. Kay Lhota: [who but Kay would REALLY know the words to "Melancholy Baby"? Heydoozie: to do another improntu DS Vicki: Maggie: Why, yes, Quentin. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (takes the pin) Liz, do you have a scarf? Kay Lhota: Susie, we'll do one whenever you want GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (attaches the pin to the boa) Heydoozie: Kay, I was kidding--how could you let me know way ahead of time? Kay Lhota: have a good night, Susie. Sweet dreams Heydoozie: LOL Kay Lhota: LOL Mrsdkip: bye S VEP KAT: we didnt know we were doing it till about two minutes before we were doing it DS Vicki: Night, Susie. VEP KAT: Nite Susie GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (takes the scarf) Okay, now who wants to play Pin The Tail On The GraemeCree: Devil Tot? Heydoozie: Night guys! OnlineHost: Heydoozie has left the room. Kay Lhota: LOL Graeme Mrsdkip: i do,i do Oblbobl: all someone needed to do was put the needle in the groove GraemeCree: QUENTIN: (blindfolds Patty, and hands her the boa and pin combination) VEP KAT: ouchie Mrsdkip: <----- spinning around GraemeCree: QUENTIN: The more you struggle, David, the more clue you give her as to your location. Mrsdkip: oooh , did i get one? Kay Lhota: I'm going to leave for a minute and close out the log so that I can send it out. Kay Lhota: I'll come back shortly. GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Bullesye, Patty! Kay Lhota: Or should I wait, just a few? GraemeCree: QUENTIN: I guess playing pinata would be a bit much. DS Vicki: We don't want to lose it. Kay Lhota: You really ARE playing pin the tail on the devil tot GraemeCree: QUENTIN: Okay, you can come down now, David. (cuts the rope) {s vat Kay Lhota: LOL DS Vicki: Maybe you should close the log before we lose it. Kay Lhota: later--- GraemeCree: Yes, we can stop now.