...the gnome became unattached. Overjoyed at his sudden freedom, and aware that his captors were not yet aware of the change in situation, he sped away on a very small moped. As he raced through the streets of the city, he rounded the corner in front of A Very Familiar Bistro. (Which, if you ask me, is a very silly name for a bistro, but I'm no marketing whiz..)
Inside the A Very Familiar Bistro, Ort and Lula had just settled down for a glass of iced Venutian tea. Ducking their heads to avoid being seen by Bottom, who was also passing by at that moment. Bottom, thinking he had seen Ort's familiar head in the A Very Familiar Bistro, did not look as he crossed the street. Unnerved by the honking of a taxi, he stepped backward, crushing what he could only guess to be a motorized rollerblade. Beside the rollerblade was a sticky mess crowned with a miniature traffic cone, some of which had found its way onto his shoe.
As he scraped the mess from his shoe, he did not notice the roll of microfilm that became dislodged and rolled down the gutter. He looked once more into the A Very Familiar Bistro, but decided that his eyes had decieved him, and that Ort could not possibly be inside there. He continued across the street, then turned into an alley (which is a pretty neat trick, when you think about it).
Rising from the floor, Ort extended a hand to Lula, who pulled herself to her feet beside him.
"That was close" said Ort, forgetting to use the exclamation point.
"What was close" asked Lula, similarly forgetting her punctuation.
"If Bottom had seen us," Ort continued, "We'd have never gotton shed of him?"
"You used the wrong punctuation mark," said Lula, "I think that one was mine!"
"?" Said Ort.
"Yes!", Replied Lula, let me have it, please.
Ort did not hear this last sentence, since Lula had forgotten her quotation marks. He picked up his tea and took and sip, while Lula looked on incredulously.
"Is that an incredulous look?" Asked Ort, finally getting the hang of punctuation.
"Absolutely" Replied Lula, who had not quite gotten it right.
"Oh, Okay!" Replied Ort, returning his attention to his tea. The tea needed his attention. Right now the tea was the most important thing, nothing else could be more important than the tea right now.
"..." Lula started to say, but decided it was not worth the effort. She turned her attention to the tea, also, which she noticed was...
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Quod scripsi, scripsi.