"Now there's something not many motel rooms have these days." |
With the next crisis due, the team sets out to steal the contract from the rival mayoral candidate. Their wily, undercover shenanigans are swiftly blown when the contract turns their luck bad in self-defence and the Executor recognises Jenkins as the great white whale of his profession, but they snatch the document, only for Baird's buddy Sam to snatch the contract and try to make good from bad; because he's a pillock.
We need someone to play a snarky, omnipotent... Never mind. |
MVL of the Week
It's a tough draw this week, as '...and the Infernal Contract' is really Baird and Jenkins' show. Points go to Jake for his excitement at getting a smokehouse set up for Chupacabra jerky:
Jake: Get ready for Chupacabra jerky!
Cassandra: Ew, you're cooking it?!
Jake: [excited] No, he's making it! The Chupacabra, he's *awesome*!
Ezekiel: [dubious] Is that *safe*?
Jenkins: As long as we keep it away from the goats on Level Four.
Cassandra/Ezekiel: [simultaneously] We've got goats?!
"I like boats!" |
Also to Ezekiel for his horror when Jake accuses him of becoming honest since he doesn't use the Library's magic for thieving:
"I said; it's easy. Ezekiel Jones doesn't do easy; he does impossible."
But in the end I'm going to give the prize to Cassandra for 'Sugar Bear', her tooth-grating undercover turn as Jenkins' arm candy (see left.)
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