"I suppose I will never be invited to join the Folk-Masons.
Lizzie - we need to break this conspiricy. Have you got Dan Brown's email addy? Ruth - can we use your plot? It's amazing and I never knew such things went behind the scenes at CS house. So complicated!"

Oh my gawd, that would make such a blinding blockbuster!

>cue gravelly voice<

"The dark dusty catacombs beneath CSharp house" >cue: footsteps & shadows<
"the holy folk archives" >cue: usty dimly lit manuscripts<
"the evil ancient guardians who watch - hawk-like - in case the folk-graal be discovered by non-initiates.." >cue: crusty old folky with an accordian<
"But what is the dark mystery concealed behind it all? What liquid is really in those ceremonial tankards?" >cue: real ale - most probably, but in a certain light... wee'eell it get's you drunk...<