>having come down from the stupid sauce, we find ragatha, hands clasped, begging to caine like a little girl to her enabling father
>Caine after short consideration, reluctantly gives in
>"ok, I guess so. After all I have to try and keep my guests happy". he snaps his fingers and her gift appears.
>"but seriously, Ragatha" he begins to impart "you really should think about your problem before it gets out of hand"
>Ragatha, not hearing anything past "ok" had already zoomed off
>" hey everybody!" She shouts, finding the rest in the usual spot. "Look what I got!"
>invoking a green clad sword elf, she holds above her head a bag cocaine the size a football
>"who wants a hit!?" She says, dumping it on the table
>no one is amused. In fact, there's an air contempt
>"Nobody? Oh well more for me!" Immediately Scarfaceing the pile.
>no one says anything, but they all know what each other is thinking.
>they were all willing to get a little high, to help pass the time.
>but the selfish doll woman had to pick the drug that only one with a nose could properly enjoy

This show is a good muse for practiceing the old creative writing muscle. Haven't done this in years.

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