And sure enough, the whisper was heard by their kidnapper. "No. And I don't understand your crazy...whatever this thing is." There was a grunt, showing the dissatisfaction at being sent to a convention of science fiction and fantasy fans.
"Well...we don't exactly know where it is now," Chuck somewhat lied. "A friend took it back to store it."
"And what does this friend look like?" the kidnapper demanded.
Chuck decided to give a fictional description of their friend that was quite vague. "Well, he's dressed as the most recent incarnation of Doctor Who."
Not only would that description have matched several hundred patrons, but also it confused their kidnapper. "What are you talking about?"
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Date: 2010-03-06 12:02 am (UTC)"Well...we don't exactly know where it is now," Chuck somewhat lied. "A friend took it back to store it."
"And what does this friend look like?" the kidnapper demanded.
Chuck decided to give a fictional description of their friend that was quite vague. "Well, he's dressed as the most recent incarnation of Doctor Who."
Not only would that description have matched several hundred patrons, but also it confused their kidnapper. "What are you talking about?"