'Har! Har! Har! And other introductory Monday morning type noises. Tis good to be back on dry land!' Flossie bleated.
'Very quick voyage,' Lefty observed.
'Not surprised,' Flossie replied, 'not surprised! Always had faith in the crew...and of course the Great Pencil in the Sky gets to save on some paper.'
'True!' Lefty agreed.
'So, Flossie continued, 'ship to be unloaded, unpacking to be done, etc, etc?'
'All on the schedule,' Lefty replied, 'and the flock are all aware that, from now on, we're nothing more than a genuine film crew here to shoot a sure fire blockbuster and not just pretending to be so that we can carry out a diabolically fiendish pirate type robbery.'
'Brilliant!' Flossie bleated, 'and if I might say, a handy piece of exposition for anyone who's just turning up.'
'Thought I'd take the opportunity,' Lefty said.
'Can't fault you,' Flossie replied. 'Really, it makes my life so much easier.'
'Could I just make a tiny request?' Lefty asked.
'Ask away,' Flossie bleated. 'Here to play my part.'
'If you could just make contact with Her Majesty, let them know we've arrived?'
'Leave it to me,' Flossie said. 'Leave it to me and consider it done.'
So, Flossie went off to find Queen Phoebe while Lefty supervised the unloading....which involved an awful lot of health and safety issues.
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