*accepts snog, has cheeky grope*

Hey, my love! Is boring on here now the Muse Questions are done, eh?

*runs back to TAM*

Good Sir Brian, how be you? Pants staying firmly up due to superior beltage? (No responsibility accepted if this is not the case. All transactions are final and you have no consumer rights. Thank you for shopping at jediknightanyas.)

Thought I should warn you I'll be invading your hemisphere in July, so you've plenty of time to go into hiding. It's only fair.

*looks over Court's shoulder* Oh, hello Jules. What are you doing standing behind Court holding a bunch of flowers with that expression of hopeless devotion on your face? You're not *gasp* in love with her, are you? What will the Bellamy have to say about that, eh?

Cary Elwes' birthday? I had no idea. How remiss of me. I shall watch the movie yet again to make up for it!

Hey Nic! How's life after your 'Close Encounter of the Muse Kind'?! It'll be a whole year since Christchurch soon. Time spectacularly wasted, of course. Hope you're peachy.

Trying to steal my Muse stuff, eh? Good thing you paid for it.

Why, Brian, where did you get that fetching belt? And put that spanner down. It's not a toy, you know!