"DR. ACAS... I’ve no note. Janus, no?"
"No revue?"
"Names net a serif."
"Anna?"
Gulp pots. Gag-a-lot, siphon ample.
Yon’s time: El Prupe Café.
"No stops, Anna? Tardy? So, call up Rex."
"Attn: Email rapt nailer!"
"Deep-six elf-man-wolf."
("Maid, I am flown, am flex. I speed,
reliant parliament taxer.")
Pull a cosy...drat.
Anna spots one face:
-Purple.
-Emits no yelp, man!
Oh, pistol! A gag-stop plug.
Anna fires a tense maneuver. On, on, sun...
A jet, on one Visa card.
