Ok, ok. It's because I came in the other door. And I was thinking about a hot rutting bum, I mean a hot buttered rum, that would be waiting for me inside. I'll go get some.

Tromp tromp tromp. *slam*
scuffle scuffle Hey, let me in!

tromp, tromp, Tromp OK Here's the wood. Anyone got a lighter? Or do I just play some licks so hot that the wood spontaneously combusts?

Hey, Ms katlady, ma'am. And how might you be this fine evening? Are you ready to get snuggled up warm any toasty by a roaring fire? I'll have it going in no time. Say, do you have anything left in that bottle from last night? We could pour this in with it and have a hot mulled buttered mint rum mead. Sounds tasty, in an eclectic sort of way, no?