|Date:||Thu, 2 Nov 2000 23:23:27 -0500|
Sent: Thursday, November 02, 2000 19:23
> "Okay." The rain is plastering Quinn's hair flat, running off her waxed
> jacket, but she nods and snaps her fingers: a faintly glowing hemisphere
> suddenly surrounds her, the rain running off it. "Thank you,
> "Mordenkainen's Little Hut."
> "Can it be enlarged? Could it be a chalet? Or at least a Slightly Larger
> "It could." Quinn allows, with a tired smile, and the faint glow expands
> until Pendleton is also within it.
Wow. That was possibly the funniest thing I've read in a long time. :) Bravo, Paul.
Mordenkainen's Little Chalet, indeed. ;)
Ever lovable and always scrappy,