All and Sundries, 2/22
Wednesday, February 22nd, 2006 07:14 amEdmund had opened the shop in his usual fine and cheerful mood - in other words, occasionally bitter, sarcastic and irascible.
However, waiting for him was a box of chocolates. Blair? Blair who? Certainly not this Tony Blair fellow he'd been reading about.
Still, it was dangerous to take candy from strangers.
"Baldrick!"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Blackadder?" Baldrick came out of the stockroom looking a bit guilty that he'd apparently been caught in his attempt to built a turnip trebuchet.
"Eat this." He grabbed a chocolate at random from the box and shoved it toward his servant.
[ooc: OCD threadscoming up for the chipperness value of your Blackadder experience.]
However, waiting for him was a box of chocolates. Blair? Blair who? Certainly not this Tony Blair fellow he'd been reading about.
Still, it was dangerous to take candy from strangers.
"Baldrick!"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Blackadder?" Baldrick came out of the stockroom looking a bit guilty that he'd apparently been caught in his attempt to built a turnip trebuchet.
"Eat this." He grabbed a chocolate at random from the box and shoved it toward his servant.
[ooc: OCD threads