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[didorothy]

Oh, great. Wonderful. Fantastic. Bloody geniuses, the lot of you! What was it this time? Come on, tell me. Ring me up! Oh, but no, no radio here, no telly. Will the stars sing out the answer? A heavenly chorus of medical malpractice? What sort of drug did you overdose me on this time?

Well, come on! [hits himself on the head] Where’s the television? I need to see how the rest of this case plays out. I just want to go– [disappears for a moment, before reappearing]

...

All right, so maybe it isn’t drugs.

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[didorothy]

It might be helpful to find out what this place is.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

And it can wait until I'm good and bloody cocked. Now come on.

[didorothy]

Fine. But I'm coming back as soon as you're done. [and let's all note that Nelson is going to stare when Sam orders a round for the Guv, and the Guv isn't there]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Then you're gonna be there a while. [and everyone else is gonna stare at Gene when he tells Sam to go buy the round]

[didorothy]

... Guv, I want to investigate. [whiny? yes] You've got a drink on you, don't you? Can't we wait?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[and out comes the Guv's canteen, from which he takes a swig, smacking his lips in satisfaction] ...Fine. An hour. And then you're comin' to the pub whether you like it or not, 'cause you're buying me a round, got that, Tyler? Now let's go, Gladys.

[didorothy]

'course, Guv. [yay, investigating time!]