CaptCook wrote:

>>>>>>> A scream was hearjd!
>>>>>>
>>>>>> The bjutler did it!
>>>>>>
>>>>> In the Lijbrary, with the candlestjick.
>>>>
>>>> The victim was left for dead. In walked the maid with a
>>>> platter of imported cheeses and wine...
>>>>
>>> all in good time, she thought, all in good time....
>>
>> Meanwhile, the motor of the vintage mercedes was quietly humming
>> as the car steadily climbed to the mountaintop, where the mansion
>> stood. The car's occupant held one hand on the steering wheel
>> while steadying her 'to die for cake' on the front seat. The
>> maid, hearing the car, looked out of the french doors and muffled
>> a scream. She dropped the cheese platter and began to step
>> backwards...
>>
> Realizing it was not time to practice dance steps, she went to the
> doojr.

The Colonjel called from the jacuzzi. "Mariskja, what the devil is
going on? All that commotion on the drive?"
Mariskja was pouring champagne for her and the colonjel. She hurried
to the door, wrapping the towel more tightly around her. She peered
around the maid, out at the elegant touring car just coming to a stop
in the center of the vast circular drive. She gave a tiny shriek. "It
is your wijfe, Snugglebunnjy. Where can I hide...?"
The maid smirjked. She had them where she wanted them.