Saturday August 4, 2001
Book 1: The Tub of Happiness — Equivocated Prevarication


Tagon: Here's the spiced cocoa you asked for. We're fresh out of suicide pills though, I'm sure you understand.
Nejjat Captain: Naturally.
Tagon: I hope you don't mind if we drug you for this session. We've looked up Nejjat metabolisms, and have a cocktail here that should be harmless, painless, and quite conductive to honesty on your part.
Nejjat Captain: Oh, I understand completely. Before we start, did your database say anything about the Nejjat allergy to chocolate?
Tagon: I didn't check for allergies.
Nejjat Captain: Let's just say I won't be needing that suicide pill after aahhgghllll. . .
Tagon: Petey! Take a memo! No more chocolate for the prisoners!