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Jonathan: "Have you seen my friend Chauncey? Halfling, monocle, magnificent moustache, about this tall?" Singing Cricket grimaces, thinking about Nanny Muk carrying Chauncey to one of the inn's rooms. "Urk!"
Singing Cricket: "He's... busy. I don't think he'll make it to the ceremony." Jonathan: "But he's my best man!"
Jonathan: "Sir Cricket, I know it's an imposition, and you've already done so much... But would you mind h--" Singing Cricket, interrupting: "Absolutely, pal! Happy to do it!"
Singing Cricket: "I've never been someone's best man before! But I'll figure it out. (I wonder if I'll have to fight anybody.) See you out there, buddy!" Jonathan is left standing there, stunned.
Jonathan: "...helping me... find... him..." |