video (forward dated to tomorrow)
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. ]