erp...ah, excuse me, I'm all crackered. I'd like to say I am glad to be unbored your ship; this vessel, a blessing from the stars...or, a metalize cloud of sorts...erp, whatever. Either way, I must sit in confidence with the Operator and discuss the many acts and dialogues he wishes. I also look ungravely ahead at meeting the Rum-Dipped Captain I've had my ear twitched about. In my youthen days I tickled mine liver twicewise on Sundays with the brew. We MUST sit and tip together as soon as is humanly possible; and maybe have crackers...erp, where is the delightful, furious, furry lizard I've met. She's a cute little fur! Sherlock? Where are you Sherlock? Oh, right at my side...you really must stop hiding on me. Where shall our Opera be set? Let me know, Grandiose Director. I do look forward to being back in the game. It's a pleasure to be on board...and to be awoken too, from my crumbly state, well before I became early autumn.
