---Althea----
"I am here to get you guys down to the hall. The dinner is served." Something makes a loud noise, sounds like a violin. Lancelot looked at the flat rectangular thing on the side table as the lights on it keep blinking.
"What is that?" Lancelot asked.
"That's called a cell phone." Clarence the winged man took it and slip his thumb on it and put it on his ear. "Clarence," he nodded and look at me. "It's Guinevere, she's just checking if you had given the kiss that Lancelot deserve to have." Lancelot's face lightens and he made a sad smile at him.
"She hasn't given me. She's denying it all." Clarence looked at me and I glower at him.
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