Narrator: Chant, RM552, DLD & Britannica are now the only JLR team-mates left at the hotel. Chant is watching televisoin and DLD is in the kitchen.
Brit: Damn, I should have asked (y)NW to introduce me to Oracle. [looks over at RM552 and Chant, who are watching the Eurovison song-contest] Oh, well there maybe time to catch up with him. [Britannica picks up his cape and walks to the door] Umm, guys, I'm just going to go for a walk to come up with tactics for tomorrows battle with the Defenders! I'll be back in about an hour, OK?
RM552: sshhhh, we're watching the Russian entry
[Britannica shrugs his shoulders and closes the door behind him]
DLD [poking his head out from the kitchen door]: This sucks! I'm half way through cooking a celebratory dinner and everyone else has gone galavanting off!
Chant: Shhh! They're just about to score! hehheh I said score
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I'm half way through cooking a celebratory dinner and everyone else has gone galavanting off!![[you sunnuva...]](images/icons/mad.gif){kind=icon}
They're just about to score! hehheh I said score ![[nyah hah]](images/icons/tongue.gif){kind=icon}
