Supplies had run out days ago, and the crew had to resort to drinking their own snot!
Avon - This is the 1st and last time we come to this bar! Green beer, the menu´s non-existant -unless you like Spam as that´s all they serve! And that waiter´s a grumpy sod!!
Cally - Not to mention that´s the 3rd time he´s tried to look down my blouse in the last 10 mins!
Avon: if my calculations are correct. She is the third unhappy customer you had this week!
A:Excellent, I´ve managed to hack into Servalan´s private web-cam! Woo Hoo!
V:Don´t be a hog, give us a looksee!
C:Ugh, you two make me ill..literally.
Vila- I *told* you not to switch outfits, Avon! Now we all have to drink this filthy repellent.
Avon-Shut up. I´m *trying* to find another Silver Space Fleas Collar on the net.
Vila-Yeah, sure, *somebody* stole your money. Pay up, or spend the rest of the night washing up.
Cally: This does not look like a full measure, Vila.
Vila: Not after clumsy-clogs here spilled his in the last meteor storm, no. Went all over my Gameboy. Still can´t get the keys unstuck, can you, Avon?
Vila: Oh, come on, how long does it take to work out a 15% tip? Call yerself a genius? Want me to get Orac?
Waiter: "Oi, mate, we´re only letting your missus have the one drink after what happened last time. This is a family restaurant you know."
Avon- ´You were wise to choose the ´orange´ juice, Cally. I just broke a tooth on the toast.´
Avon- ´You were wise to stick with the ´orange´ juice after all, Cally. I just broke a tooth on the toast.´
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Avon "There`s something not quite right about this"
Cally "Hummm , let`s send vila !"
Vila: For the last time, Cally, you are playing draughts, Avon, you are playng Poker. You have to be playing the SAME game.
V: I´m tired of waiting on you hand and foot!
C: You did lose the bet, Vila.
A: And according to this, you have 73.27 hours left to go. Put on that french maid outfit I found in the clothes closet!
"Stop showing off your stylish new Gameboy SP and bugger off, I called last orders ages ago"
Avon: The menu is very limited, and very crudely written. Waiter, is that eghanep, the Coranion delicacy?
Vila: No, it´s egg and chips! Now make up your mind! How is this restaurant night supposed to boost morale?
Cally: Well, I´m enjoying it.
Avon-I´ve almost got this sliding puzzle done. After you applaud, you may leave the flight deck.
Vila- But it´s been three hours!
Christmas on the liberator , and as usual no-one is happy with thier presents.
Cally`s telekenetic glass is too heavy
Avon`s talking mirror from Ronco won`t work with XP
and Vila`s got a hangover
The only person who is happy is Dayna , even though her new mamoth earings are the size of basket ball hoops (see top right)
Vila "Typical , there`s only two of them playing monopoly and Avon still has to steal from the bank"
Cally (thinking) "Wow , like easy on the aftershave Vila !"
Vila: I told you there was nothing good on the telly on a Monday night at twenty past seven. Let´s get pissed instead.
Cally: (telepathically} Don´t drink your wine when he puts it down, Avon. He spit in mine.
Cally: I hate it when people text in the pub.
Cally: How is that new tip calculator working out Avon?
Villa: Better than the last time I hope. I almost had to put my last spaceship in hock because I have been short changed on my tips.
Cally: can we go now, Avon? this waiter´s giving me the creeps.
Avon: just a minute, i´ve almost beat Blake´s high score on tetris.
CHRIST,NOT FAIRY LIQUID AGAIN
Vila-We should have known better than to play poker with old stone-face there. Now I´m his servant for a week.
Cally-Count your blessings.*My* forfeit is to play footsie with him under the table.
Cally & Avon did their best to ignore a drunken Villa´s endless Elvis impersonation.
Everyone waited as Avon added up the studs on his outfit.
Villa sneered as nether Cally’s telepathy nor Avon’s home medical encyclopaedia could get to the bottom of his severe urinary problems.
Brown, cream, and black. The exciting future of fashion.
Vila- I served the spinach puree. Avon, your turn. Come on, take those potholders off your elbows and get the casserole out of the oven.
Cally- Honestly Avon, no one will think you any less manly if you let me pay the tab.
Avon- If I omit the gratuity, I should have enough.
Vila´s dress sense was so bad it could make even Cally turn to drink.
Cally and Avon were determined to have a good night out together, so they weren´t about to let a stroppy waiter ruin their evening.