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It is fortifying. My doctor recommends a drop now and then.

Quislet and Vee, I have a special bottle of Harvey's Bristol Cream, left in my quarters by the former occupant - a deceased spinster. Would you care to join me?

I have to say, I only imbibe for medicinal purposes only. My throat does seem a little sore. Is this Harvey's Bristol Cream good for sore throats?

I do no know. However, I could also warm some absinth...

Oh Mr. Pariscub, are you an artiste? I hear that absinthe is most popular among the bohemian set.

it is indeed. I quite often go to Paris, and on Saint Germain des Prés, all the artists and intellectual share the absinthe while talking about so many interesting topics

This is so funny, because I had to do this a few weeks ago in my class. We were in the royal court and I was supposed to be a princess and a gentleman told my "father" that he wanted to "do me." My dad than had him assassinated, but the gaurd broke character when he pulled out a shotgun and filled him full of lead.

Oh, my, what a lack of education! I am terribly shocked and saddened by the news

It was funny.

My dear Miss Viviane, it is a wonder you didn't faint dead away when that cad made his horrid suggestion.

Come and sit next to me and have a drop of sherry, for medicinal purposes of course. I can understand if you wish to forget the incident, but feel free to tell me all your troubles. I am told that I have a sympathetic ear and can be count on for my discretion. why just the other day, Mr. Pariscub told me in strictest confidence about a sojourn he had in Paris that was quite risque. Let me whisper the details to you because I promise not to repeat them out loud.

I believe it would be much too scandalous for someone of my reputation to venture into this thread…

Scandalous for the thread considering your reputation.

Mr. Quislet, Esq., I dare say your honeyed words are apt to turn Miss Vivianne's head. I trust you have a vial of smelling salts at hand.

Not too scandalous, my dear Cobalt, provided of course, you undertake to apprentice in the gentlemanly arts from the most esteemed practitioner himself - Mr. Quislet, Esq.

If Cobalt Kid is going to be under my ... tutelage, we had better be discreet or others might get the wrong idea and get overcomed with the vapors.

Although I do not lack in charm, my manners leave quite a bit to be desired…

I’ve been known to be a quite a cad to the ladies on occasion. Perhaps Quislet, Esq. can teach me the ways of becoming a gentleman?

What is this world coming to when simple comraderie or master-pupil relationships lead one to scandalous inference.

The world has gone down hill since Albert passed on

Master Cobalt Kid,

To begin with the finger bowl is for politely rinsing your hands of grease, not for drinking.

Oh, I shall need the big bottle of smelling salts while instructing Young Master Cobalt Kid

I will ask the butler.

- Jeeves, my good man. Could you bring the salts for Lord Quislet?

Gentlemen,

Tea is served. There are some lovely cucumber sandwiches and watercress sandwiches. And there are some delightful petit fours from a Parisan bakery.

Mind you be careful with the Royal Dalton china. I borrowed it from my neighbor and she always tells me how expensive it is.

Perhaps your more nervous guests would prefer a beaker.

That might be best. Don't want any accidents.

Would you like one lump or two?

Is that the neighbour with the sister with room for a pony? Delightful woman.

That's her sister Violet who's married to Bruce, the turf accountant, with the Mercedes Benz and room for a pony.