penelope - POP-chunk! 3 oooh, it sounds different. But the result is the same :o(

Software - Spin ... Roll... rumble rumble ... Pink! Tinkle.. chink.. chink ... Oh, bugger! Not zero AGAIN!

Kim - I meld.

Tuj - *knock*

Inkspot - Pichachu attack with bobble hat frenzy.

Rosie - All I've got is a pair of queens.

Software - Speak for yourself, ducky. Knock.

Wymo - I've got the flag! I've got the flag!

CdM - OK, there's a 5 next to this square and also a 4 so ...one, two three, if it's a mine then the one next to isn't, in which case that one is a 3 and that one is a 2 so that one is a mine and that one is either a 2 or a 3, so if it's a 2 then that one must be a 2 as well, but then one can't be a 1 so that one must be a 3 which means this one is a 1 or else if that first one isn't a mine then that one is so that one is a 2 and so is that one, and so that one is a 1 which is impossible so that one is definitely a 1 so this one must be a mine! *click. Oh b*gger.

Simons Mith - Well, the Hydrans are pulling back their entire fleet to the Hydran capital. The Kzintis are building two medium cruisers, and spending the rest of the EPs on repairs, and the Federation . . . still hasn't entered the bleedin' war. It's turn six FFS! The Feds are so like the Americans it's uncanny.

Robin - [CdM] No, it was a 7. Remember that each row, column and 3x3 block have to contain the numbers 1 to 9.
Anyway, I only need 3 to get out, so crafty use of Penelope's Pop-O-Matic should help.
POP-chunk! 17
Blast, overshot. That puts me at London Bridge with Miss Scarlett and a dead whale.

Kim - The answer is "Esther and Abi Ofarim".

Unferth - rattle rattle rattle--...clunk!. Oh dear. My dentures are out.
Onto the dice roll... different-rattle-different-rattle--plop! Ah, two, doubles, roll again... dr-dr-dr-p four doubles, roll again... plop six, doubles, roll again... eight... ten... twenty, do I hear twenty? Twenty-five bid? Twenty-five, do I hear?

Botherer - All my money on red. C'mon red! Please God, redredredredredredred...

Anyone lend me a pound?

nights - POP-chunk!. Oh. Uhm, Western Philosophy please.

CdM - rattlerattlerattlerattlerattlerattle 8 tinktinktinktinktinktinktinktink Go back three spaces tinktinktink. Oh. Hi pen! Um, I may have some bad news for you...

Software - I'll have a "P" please Bob.

Rosie - I'd lead a club, Mr Eriksson.

Botherer - Double 6. Ha! Take that, Mr Monopoly!

nights - shakeshakeshake (takes a card). Aha! (lays down cards) Gin.

Pave - I choose TOP SPEED....mine's 156mph.

Wymo - Hmm...question or nominate?

Juxtapose - What's a 6-letter word for "brummy", anyway?

Pave - Damn...I landed on a line. That's one shoe off I believe?

nights - Am I Pope Gregory IX?

Tuj - Red... black... red... blue... red... blue... red... yellow... yellow... SNAP!

Wymo - I've just rolled a 5. Which is strange because I don't have any dice.

Pave - L13?

nights - You sank my Battleshit.

Tuj - BZZZZT! Hesitation (and I claim my five yen)

CdM - OK, so it now reads
M O R _ I _ G T O _ C R E S C E _ T
Um, an "L", please...

nights - Hearts are broken.

Software - What's in the box?

Kim - Two!

Tuj - [Kim] ...and one for his nob is three.

Botherer - SNAP!

Tolken - Banco! As always

Inkspot - Yellow, oh yes, that's more like it, Advance to the next Age

CdM - rattlerattlerattlerattle Double 8 Yes! That gets me exactly to Finish, and allows me to bankrupt everyone, lay down my grand slam (which includes a full house, by the way), identify the murderer, capture the last of your armies, and play Boardo!, Mornington Crescent, and Checkmate.

Audience - *shouts, screams generally goes wild for CdM*

Kim - *shrugs*. It's just luck.....