[One day you're in the back of a police van, next day you're stuck in some novelty hotel room of a children's amusement park that barely passed the health inspection with a very generous C-.
You know, as you do.
Of course, Cecil's not having a good time. It's not prison, but dear God, the smell...he might as well be in the back room of an animal enclosure.
He descends to the lobby, disgruntled, and finds himself fixated on a certain plaque.
For one Robert Terwilliger.]
Oh - come on, now! I can't even have my own kidnapping?
[After all that anguish he just heads to the salon. He needs a drink. Maybe a fine wine. Here's hoping he can find one.]
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You know, as you do.
Of course, Cecil's not having a good time. It's not prison, but dear God, the smell...he might as well be in the back room of an animal enclosure.
He descends to the lobby, disgruntled, and finds himself fixated on a certain plaque.
For one Robert Terwilliger.]
Oh - come on, now! I can't even have my own kidnapping?
[After all that anguish he just heads to the salon. He needs a drink. Maybe a fine wine. Here's hoping he can find one.]