Well, I say brightly, we’re getting on splendidly, aren’t we? Glad to see you’re all becoming friends over your mutually violent desires.
For heaven’s sake, I say, will you please sip the tea so I don’t have to pour you another cup every five minutes? We’re facing an apocalypse, he replies. There is not enough tea in the world to calm m...
Must you question everything? Aye, I say. It delights me to annoy you whenever possible.