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Laughter. No one spoke to him over the sound of the bar, but the song in the background was You're the Reason Our Kids Are Ugly. And then the dial tone, when the caller hung up.
He squinted at the cliff, straining to see deeper into the disk. There's something in there. Big murphy Monster, Big Thunder something out of your collective cultural memory.
The opposite wall was one huge bookcase. Most of the volumes were medical tomes and had titles stuffed with Latin nouns. There were several shelves of titles in German, a single one in French, yet another in what seemed like some sort of s saloon Scandanavian language.
May I enquire why? asked the Captain. Because I need to bathe. And wash my clothing. The Captain said, I s saloon understand, but we would do well to return to Port Vykor as quickly as possible, so you may recover in comfort.
They have no choice. They cannot go back to the inn, for strangers are seen instantly, and even though we are far away and the steel band is loud, the explosion was certainly heard by the guards posted outside.
Cap ducked his head over his plate to keep from laughing out loud. Even Jack grinned. Flapjacks seem a little chewey, wouldn't you say?