Jennyo's eyes bulged like boiled eggs, and her voice wavered as she looked up to see non other than that pretentious Transylvannian poseur, that vapid, vindictive prediluvian drama queen, Vlad the Inhaler, poised behind Magenta and opening his mouthe to reveal long, white, piercing fangs!

Just as Jennyo emitted a piercing sream, Jack Halyard bellowed at Vlad and the blast of air was so great, it threw Vlad back against the wall, and flattened the wind out of him. Jack H strode purposefully across the room and sat on the comotose Vlad, pulling out his guitar and let rip with "Yes, we have no Osama!!!" as the whole pub joined in in one voice.