*at the Poet and Cows*

[lyndawithay]

*waits until Lonely Ood has gone*

Arthur...are you all right? What did he say to you?

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[arthur-gate.livejournal.com]

*lifts you up, as though to carry his bride across the threshhold*

I am going to take you home now, Mrs Gate.

[lyndawithay]

*kisses you*

Whatever you say, my darling husband.

[arthur-gate.livejournal.com]

*takes you home and gives you a good ravishing*

[lyndawithay]

*deliriously happy*