TBAY: Re: PINK FLAMINGOES

[potioncat]

Potioncat walks carefully to her desk and sits down. Oop, sorry, 
Sigune, my desk must be over there. Potioncat moves to correct desk, 
rifles through a drawer and pulls out old, very old, pair of 
glasses.  Now she can distinguish the blurry shapes a little 
better.  She is muttering to herself.

"American football joke!  Like I would ever get it!  I understand 
just enough football to be confused that Filch would hate punting 
students across the swamp. Punting students is something he should 
enjoy."

She picks up the scap of paper that begins: 
> MEMO
> 
> TO: ALL CATALOGUE STAFF
> SUBJECT: FLAMINGOs, various
> 
> 
> Further to cataloguing decree #931 I note that the InishAlley and 
> HypotheticAlley files have evidently not yet been read and 
inwardly 
> digested. This has now become a hanging offence, which saves me 
the 
> time and trouble of having to carry out punishments more than once.


"READ and digested?  We were supposed to READ them before inwardly 
digesting them?  I must have missed that step! Somehow I doubt it 
would have made the second step much easier.
Hanging offence?  Hanging around here is offensive enough!"

She returns to the memo,
 
> Carolyn (having much sympathy with Capn Tabouli) would therefore 
like 
> to point out that we only have the one flamingo theory category 
> (albeit for two flamingos, probably pink):
> 
> 2.3.7.1.5 SECOND FLAMINGO

Potioncat pulls out the coding scroll and lets her eyes scan 
down..."Oh there it is!" Makes mental note to read list much more 
carefully in future before asking for help and understands why 
Carolyn's office has black smoke billowing from under the door. 

Potioncat continues old habit of muttering to self, "Hmmm, better 
just overlook the unfortunate incident with the glasses.  And I'd 
better come up with something else...baking didn't really work too 
well last time.  OK, if chocolate isn't the answer, alcohol is...Oh, 
two birds with one stone!"

She jumps and runs to Carolyn's office door, swings it open and 
begins to speak rapidly.

"Boss, boss, I've got it! Let's get a bottle of Ogden's Old 
Firewhiskey and a bunch of shot glasses.  We'll fill each shot glass 
with the whiskey.  The first one will be set outside Kneasy's door, 
the second a little farther away.  The next on the first step, the 
next on the second step the next..."

"I get the idea!" Carolyn roars, but she has a gleam in her eye.

One of the other staff members shakes her head, "Better put some 
pillows on the floor at the foot of the stairs in case he passes out 
and falls..."