{ W h o } EVERYONE! { W h a t } Party! { W h e n } Sunday night! { W h e r e } Big Top! { R a t i n g } F for Fun! { S t a t u s } In progress!
Tom stood on top of a crate of liquor, a bottle of champage and a glass in one hand. Once all of the carnies had assembled, he raised a hand to get their attention, then waited for them all to quiet down before speaking up.
"Ladies, Gentlemen. You're probably wondering why I've gathered you all here tonight, and since I've never been one for meandering verbiage, I'll cut straight to the point: the past week has been one for the record books, and I think it's a sign that things are looking up. All of this is thanks to hard-working and talented people such as yourselves, so I'd just like to say thank you. You are my friends, my family, my partners in crime. So, from the bottom of my heart, this is for you."
He popped the cork of his champagne bottle and poured a glass, then raised it to the assembled crowd - a toast. "Zebralismy sie tu po to, by sobie popic. Wypijmy za to, zesmy sie tu zebrali." he said in slightly-rusty Polish.
He stepped down off the crate and eager hands pried it open. "Let the party begin!" Tom declared, and downed his drink in one cheery swallow.