This month, the hotel gifted me with a number of blades from my weapons collection back home.
[ He holds up a dagger with an intricately carved base. ] There's an interesting story behind this one...
[ Malcolm pauses suddenly, looking up at the screen. ]And it goes a little something like this.
[ Suddenly, he starts singing. ]Oh the shark, babe
Has such teeth, dear
And he shows them
Pearly white
Just a jackknife
Has old Macheath, babe
And he keeps it
Out of sight[ He's grooving now, getting into it. ]You know when that shark bites
With his teeth, babe
Scarlet billows
Start to spread
Fancy gloves, though
Wears ol' Macheath, babe
So there's never, never a trace of red[ ooc: This ridiculousness brought to you by Jinn's shatranj plot. Prepare to have the whole song sung to your character. In case you're wondering, he has a pretty decent voice. ]