bakesale?

[tragedians]

*and here we have one single solitary Tragedian, manning a little table in some public place where people are likely to see it. There is a sign:*

SUPPORT THEATRE!
Cookies $1.00

*(he's not too happy.)*

Typist: sorry. *hides*

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[gameofquestions]

*ooo, cookies! walks up to the table* Hello! What kind are they?

[tragedians]

We have a lot of chocolate chip because someone knows how to make only one kind and some sugar cookies. Want some?

[gameofquestions]

Yes, please! I'll have a chocolate chip- no, a sugar- no, a- could I get one of each? No, two of each, so I can share with Guildenstern. *smiles*

[tragedians]

Sure. *wraps four cookies in a napkin* Four dollars, please.

[riotous_head]

*will stop at the table, then, and demand in a sharp and businesslike tone--* How many cookies for the stated price, then? And of what size? *and the thought strikes him* More to the point, but in no way negating the need to answer any of the other questions--am I actually going to receive a cookie or cookies if I hand you my money?

[tragedians]

*eyeroll* Of course. No one would give us money if we didn't give them a cookie. Look here, you get two cookies, decent size, taste really good.

[riotous_head]

*hesitates--but Reynaldo loves sweet things--* What sort are you selling?

[tragedians]

Chocolate chip and sugar. You should try some. *nodnod*