Good afternoon Mr. Messenger!

Hello, Mr. Messenger. Is nothing exceptional a good thing? Must be better than a frantic rush. I'm off to a party at 3 so I'm happy

Ms. Psaltery, in Mr. Messenger's line of work, "nothing exceptional" is very good!

In that case, hooray!

"Nothing exceptional", for Consulate staff, includes any number of escaped experiments, possibly with students chasing them, preceeded by shrieking kitchen staff and all requiring documentation.

<-- spent quite a few years in the Civil Service. Yes, there's always documentation. In triplicate.

And now, imagine what "something exceptional" may imply!

I dread to think

I'm glad to hear things are going well today, my dear friend. I look forward to adding to your pile of correspondence. licks your nose and passes you a nice hot cup of tea

Happy Holidays, Mr. Messenger. I hope nothing too exceptional befalls you before a well deserved rest. .. to go with the tea, adds a plate of pita bread, and hummus with pine nuts and roasted red pepper

waits for Mrs Haiku to bring her dish before starting.

Hooked on her cooking already, Mr. Messenger?

giggles and slips in a plate of beer-braised bratwursts and onions, with warm, crusty buns and German mustard

Don't suppose anyone wants a mince pie?

Me, please.

Ladies, if you keep feeding him that much, he won't fit in his mechanized armor anymore!

hands round mince pies where she sees plates out and waiting. Careful, they're hot!

StereoNacht: That's why gussets were invented.

smells the bratwursts and tries to think of sushi Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say! Wanders off before she gets more ideas of stealing from Mr. Messenger's plate

I've gone all spoiled, you see. (What mechanised armour?)

Don't tell me you don't have one! Someone who travels so often should have a mechanized armor. You never know what you can find in the badlands!

reaches up from under the table and snags a brat, then munches happily from her hiding spot

Miss N, shhhh.

looks around nervously.

starts wondering if Mr. Messenger broke his armour and never reported it, or if he is just uneasy that the ladies would learn about it and ask for a ride...

snorts violently at StereoNacht's intendre and finds a quiet corner to repose

He is so cute when he is all flustered! I have to try once in a while!