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[rule_britannia]

And to all naysayers, I say... stick that in your pipe and sodding smoke it.

Somebody pinch me.

Comments

[nobodyscrumpet]

Oh yes of course you are, dearest.

Am I right in assuming that there was a large noisy party in your small and dank common room?

[Even after a week in there, still doesn't like the place.]

[rule_britannia]

It isn't small.

[Maybe a little dank, at times]

And yes, you are certainly correct in assuming such a thing.

[nobodyscrumpet]

Was it nice? Feeling people cheer for you?

[rule_britannia]

It was.
Exhilarating, in fact.

You're not worried, are you?

[nobodyscrumpet]

Yes, I'm terribly worried about people cheering for you instead of making comments.

Why, should I be worried?

[rule_britannia]

You know that isn't what I mean.

[nobodyscrumpet]

I'll be worried when my Captain seems worried.

He doesn't seemed worried at all. At least, he isn't acting like he is.

[rule_britannia]

The day he acts as if he's worried about anything is the day we should all be running for the hills, Charlie.

[nobodyscrumpet]

My thoughts exactly, which is why I'm not at all worried about my chances of catching anything and everything you throw at me at a match, my sweet Bunny.