Re: The stairwell to the eighth floor, 12:03 AM.
Russell was really hating this talking like a pirate without choice to the point he was forced to render himself mute. Somewhere, his former principal was crying tears of joy, he just knew it.
Letting himself get dragged out by greeny (though he'd never say THAT to her face), he srunched his nose and tried to think of what rabbit hole did he fall down into for all of this to be happening. "Aye lassie, I can't very well go on blaggering like this and ye can't go on staying green as the underside of a ship. What do you suppose we do now?"