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    Ogwopocroooooak manages to swallow a bit of tea. It seems to rejuvenate her just a little.

    "Ogwopocroooooak? Who knew you were coming here?"
    "Oh? Just Riiiiiiibirii and I," she says weakly. "And Crokoglup... and whoever Riiiiiiibirii made the reservations with... and a few people at the hotel we're staying at... and you, of course..."

    "I mentioned it to my roommate, Gerard Scott," Crokoglup adds. "And to the tailor who did my suit earlier."

    "Fzzzt! Crockoglup, can you hear me? I have cast message! Again! But only you can hear me. I think Riiiiiiibirii kidnapped himself! We need to be sure I am right! Who else did you tell I was wealthy? Think! Over."
    Crokoglup scoots a little away from Ogwopocroooooak and turns his head away from his sister, pretending to search in his pocket for something.

    "Only Ogwopocroooooak," he whispers. "Apparently she told Riiiiiiibirii, and I'm sure she wrote to Mother and Father about it."

    Crokoglup pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket and hands it to Ogwopocroooooak.

    "Found it! You have tea on your chin."

    Ogwopocroooooak dabs absentmindedly at her chin with the hanky.

    "My sweet Riiiiiiibirii," she whimpers. "Who knows what he's having to endure right now?"
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    "Fzzzt! Ogwopocroooooak? How long have you fzzt been dating him?" she delicately asks. "Did you notice anything strange in his behaviour today? Does he moisten himself often? Is he usually that quiet? The questions escalate. "Can that person we three saw actually an impostor? Did he have problems with money? Don't you find it a coincidence? Think about it and know that if a third party hurts him, Laghara Academy doesn't count as 'the authorities'... And..." she chuckles, and it sounds like the 'ch' in 'loch'. "And as you do, remember how many, many spells are designed to trick, to fzzzt!, and to deceive. And to put a hurt on people. A magic practitioner always has the higher ground. Over."
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    "Fzzzt! Ogwopocroooooak? How long have you fzzt been dating him?"
    "We've been courting for three months already," Ogwopocroooooak says. "And engaged for a week."

    Did you notice anything strange in his behaviour today?
    "No, he's been his usual lovely self."

    Does he moisten himself often?
    "Often enough. We grippli get uncomfortable when our skin is very dry." Her lower lip wobbles. "I hope his captors let him bring his skin cream with him..."

    Is he usually that quiet?
    "I don't think he was that quiet. He is a gentle, peaceful soul. He doesn't like to speak up during passionate discussions."

    Can that person we three saw actually an impostor?
    "Which person?"

    "Did he have problems with money? Don't you find it a coincidence? Think about it and know that if a third party hurts him, Laghara Academy doesn't count as 'the authorities'... And..." she chuckles, and it sounds like the 'ch' in 'loch'. "And as you do, remember how many, many spells are designed to trick, to fzzzt!, and to deceive. And to put a hurt on people. A magic practitioner always has the higher ground. Over."
    "I don't like what you're insinuating about my fiance! Riiiiiiibirii doesn't have any money problems; his father is the owner of Riverbend's best bank!"

    "I thought the owner of Riverbend Financial was a lizardfolk," Crokoglup says.

    "I'm talking about East Riverbend Bank," Ogwopocroooooak says.

    "East Riverbend! That's the smallest bank in town."

    "Well, it's also the most secure. It's never been robbed once!"

    "Nobody's ever tried to rob it. It wouldn't be worth it, it hold such little money."

    "It holds plenty of money," Crokoglup snaps. "Anyways, Riiiiiiibirii makes a fine salary as nighttime manager. He doesn't need to pull some sort of false kidnapping scheme to earn more. And in response to your other point, Galaga, I don't think we should get the Academy involved in this. I'm... I'm just going to pay the ransom and hope they don't hurt my little sugarfly."

    "Good idea. Can I have my handkerchief back?" Crokoglup asks.

    She gives him the handkerchief and Crokoglup turns away from his sister again and makes a show of patting his suit to try to find the right pocket again. While he does so he Whisper-Messages so only you can hear, "Galaga, can we speak somewhere more private for a moment?"
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    She nods understandingly at the grieving fiancée, trying not to pass judgement. She stands. "Excuse me for a moment, Ogwopocroooooak. I need to moisten-- I need to-- make use of the restrooms. Can you show me the way, boyfriend?"


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    "Yes, of course, girlfriend," Crokoglup says. He pats Ogwopocroooooak awkwardly on the shoulder and hops out of his seat. Well, he tries to hop out of his seat. His torso jerks forward but he can't seem to move the lower half of his body. You realize that you can't get up either; something sticky is holding you firmly in the booth.

    "What in the world? The staff here should really do a better job cleaning," Crokoglup huffs. "The diners before us must have been bathing themselves in molasses to make this mess!"

    "Idiot!" Ogwopocroooooak says. "It's obviously glue. The kidnappers probably put it there to give themselves more time to escape, in case we tried to track them down."

    Across the restaurant, other diners are complaining loudly as they struggle to get out of their seats. One of the goblins seated near your party raises his one free arm -the other is stuck to the side of his chair- and waves it frantically at your waitress, who's just walking out of the kitchen.

    "Yes?" she asks when she arrives. "Do you want some more naan?"

    "No, I don't want some more naan!" the goblin shouts. "I want to know why I'm stuck to my seat!"

    The waitress shrugs.

    "Its just one of the peculiarities of our diners."

    "What the hells are you talking-"

    The goblin is interrupted by a scream on the other side of the restaurant. One of the chairs has snapped shut on its occupant, leaving just an elfish arm sticking out. The chair sucks the arm in and burps loudly. As the restaurant erupts into panicked shrieks, more chairs and booths swallow up their diners. The complaining goblin's chair gulps him down in one bite and says,

    "That was tasty, but a bit on the small side. I hope the main course is bigger."

    "Don't worry," the waitress assures it. "We have a party of orcs coming in at seven."

    "Excellent," the chair says. "I'd like a large one, please."

    "That's not fair," the chair beside it whines. "He always gets the biggest helpings, and I'm always stuck with the tiny ones."

    The first chair opens its cushion to make a retort, but what it says you never know, as your booth closes up on you and everything goes black.

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    This catches Galaga by surprise and her eyes glisten with nigh-overpowering enthusiasm. "Yes," she coos. Is she falling in love?


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    "Excellent," Crokoglup says. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I'm going to search the men's toilets for clues, and I'll leave it to your judgement what you want to do. Shall we meet back at the table in a few minutes?"

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    She nods with firm resolution and heads towards the reception. Surely, the receptionist must have seen something...


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    Crokoglup heads into the men's room while you make your way to the oak reception booth at the front of the restaurant. The host, a tall human man with an elegant white and gold achkan, shimmery red pants, and a twirly little mustache, peers down at you over his spectacles.

    "May I assist you with something, madam?" he asks.

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    "Oh, you would if you could please tell me whether you have peradventure seen Riiiiiiibirii, an acquaintance of mine? Escorted out by a group of goblins, one wonders?" She's upspeaking like Lialda, for some abstruse reason.


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