It was a surreal moment — to peek through a doorway and see a guy banging away at a pipe organ. Blink. Realize that what he’s sitting on is a stuffed dwarf, a real live, dead dwarf. Blink. And the new girl, the dwarf, is running screaming at the organ guy.
Yeah, she made short (ha!) work of that guy. Note to self: don’t make furniture out of dwarves. Not if you want a long, happy life.
As a group I don”t think we”d decided where we were going after the wedding. Michelle sent an email saying she”d see us at the Coy Nixie for tea and crumpets, so we knew our first steps.
Susan had to work. That meant that Elvis would be missing. We decided that he”d had gotten very lucky at the wedding.