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Mr. Collins rushes around, looking for the cranberry sauce!
It has to be around here somewhere!
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<Stomp!> <Stomp!> Points to the calendar with his tusks.
Mr. Collins moves forward, causing some waves with his movement. He shows no signs of wanting to swim through this morass.
Mr. Collins impatiently stamps with his hooves. "*Snort!* *Snort!*" Is there anyone you want me to charge? It is about time I get some action!
Hey! Who allowed someone else on me! "Snort!" Hey! You aren't Lady de Bourgh! Why if she wasn't holding me back right now... The boar looks over at Catherine, then settles down again. Right, if the lady allows it then so be it.
"" I don't know what the blue one is doing, but I don't like the way it is pointing at me!
"" The boar scraps his hoof against the floor, then moves behind Catherine eyeing the group with suspicion. |