[MaC] An Interruption

[Mel Mason]

>>>>"Cheers," Pamela answered in a voice gone slightly hoarse, and met 
>>>>Nicola's glass with her own.

>>>And then there were several other toasts exchanged ... but it was a 
>>>difficult thing to gauge.  People bumped into each other - and other 
>>>people weren't where they were expected to be.  It was hard to determine 
>>>who was actually present in the darkness, and who was not.
>>>The piano continued to play undisturbed.  The lift had cranked away into 
>>>the distance, and was even now doubtless collecting the ARP warden.
>>
>>"Maybe someone should go over and tell Mr. Barowenski about the UXB?"
>>Marjorie said from her stool.  "He must have a light on over there
>>to be able to play.  Besides, we could hear what's happening outside
>>better if he weren't playing."  She fumbled in the darkness to put
>>her empty glass on top of the bar.
>
> "Well I suppose I can go," Braham offered as he rose up from his own 
> stool. "I don't mind. And beside that, I'd like to be able to hear any 
> commotion coming from outside as well."
>
> Slowly he began to fumble his way across the room, excuse himself every 
> few feet just to let others know he was coming.

And almost immediately he stumbled and fell ... and Florence Beaman let out 
a yelp of pain.

The lift was clanking up to the lower floor of the penthouse.

"Well," said Lucinda, "someone had better go and meet the man."

She began to edge her way towards the stairs down to the lower floor.


(OOC - anyone going with her, or helping Mrs Beaman?)