Ha! Whatever!

Dellua gave Shcktan a shocked look. ($24.95 at he Warehouse, such a thoughtful gift this Mothers' Day!)
"Did you say....Reginald-the-singing-detective?!?!?!" He cried.
"Yes!" Shcktan cried back.
"Wow! Such a bold statement! So revolutionary! So original! That's NEVER BEEN THOUGHT OF BEFORE!"
Shcktan looked confused. "Reginald-peya-the-detective!" He screamed.
(A quick explanation of this last statement. Shcktan was so surprised at Dellua's reaction to his statement that he quickly went to Babelfish and translated 'Reginald the singing detective' into Russian to work out what he'd said. (He didn't know, obviously, he was only following the script.) Then he translated it back for Dellua's sake.)
"Reginald peya the detective?" Dellua replied. "Who's he?"
Shcktan didn't have a clue.
So he looked down at the script again. (VERY POOR actor's ettiquette, bringing the script on stage with you, but Shcktan was doing it in another language so he can be excused.)
"Reginald peya the detective is a male latino ballet dancer from Michigan who works part time at the police station. Peya the detective is his last name. Last week he came on a visit to Gore. He his still there. You could ask me how I know this, but I won't be able to tell you. I am just a minion, pushed around by the hands of fate (a.k.a Lark and Musings.)"
Dellua was a bit surprised at that. Not shocked, though.
"Well!" He cried. "Seeing as the script says it, we'd better go do it!"
"OK!" Shcktan agreed, happy to go anywhere with a strange cat. (Well, wouldn't you be?)

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