Numbered:
1. Brefkast.
2. SPHINX!! Sphinx.
3. Whatever you do, do NOT look at Brian's gaping man purse. I said DON'T! godDAMMIT.
4. FREDDY.
5. As we listen to the pitter patter of rain on the tin of our Budpesti rooftop apartment, we survey the weird backgammon board/mess we've made, wishing we had a maid to muss. Hungarian coins make shitty game pieces. Six hundred ninety five forints for a tallboy of overproofed cider x3 or so? Plus really terrible brandy. Needn't say more.
Needn't we?
Well?
I'm sorry, you're going to have to speak louder. You're rather far away.
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