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[napoleonicrat]

Quaint little city, isn't it? If only they hadn't been so rude about my... accommodations. But what's past is past. I must say the locals are a joy in themselves, busy like little worker ants. 

Enough about them. I'm a sociable man, so let's do the best to make light out of our unfortunate situation and socialize. Go on, do tell me about your minuscule lives--a name, anything. I'm dying to know. 

Or maybe you'd like to discuss holidays. Christmas will arrive any moment, you know. Any plans? I know have one or two of my own...

[Chuckles.]

Comments

[ifyoullexcuseme.livejournal.com]

Good luck with your silly games then, Ratigan. I have much better things to do with my time than listening to you prattle on about all the myriad crimes you "haven't" committed.

[napoleonicrat]

You said it, not me.

[ifyoullexcuseme.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I haven't said much of anything. Getting delusional, are we?

[napoleonicrat]

Keep track of the conversation, Basil. I'm not a typist.

[ifyoullexcuseme.livejournal.com]

I assure you, I have been. I'm not one to miss any detail.

[napoleonicrat]

Then there's no need for me to repeat myself.