Happy Girl descended into the main hall via the eastern staircase. She crawled down the stairs on all fours, smiling rather foolishly at everyone around and occasionally mumbling something incoherent.
-I...I'm...looking for another double portion of ale, please!-she announced,-two mugs.
The host is a scoundrel, thank you at least she didn't drool :smile05:
I know, it's all Mourinho's fault with his tea!
Oh my god, what horror, what a disgrace! I won't leave my room for a week!