[Sweet Oblivi Inn, Tavern]

Tin-lined brass cups stand ready to be filled with hospitable drink by the inn's proprietors.  Half-walls, thick and whitewashed, form partitions between the tables.  Baskets of various sizes and shapes are affixed to the plain white walls, attesting to the affluence of owners who have so many unneeded wares.  You also see the tavern keeper, Cautu and a tavern menu.
Also here: Aristotle, Julius Caesar, Leda, Socrates, The Sphinx, Zeno of Elea, Bonk, Garrock, Scheherazade, Vaftel, Llorien who is sitting, Zed, Apollonius, Buddha, Moses, Darwin, Goethe, Hemingway, Groucho Marx, John Milton, Jack Nicholson, 
Ronald Reagan, Mr. Scott, Shakespeare, Mr. T , Margaret Thatcher, Martin Luther King, Tamboura who is sitting, Gamemaster  Strindt and Gamemaster Waldern.

>Waldern says, "Okay, let's get this show on the road." 
>Waldern calls the assembly to order. After a moment the crowd quiets down. 
>Waldern smiles. 
>Waldern says, "Hello, everyone." 
>Waldern says, "I'm going to open the box for questions while I talk a little." 
>Waldern takes the lid off the question box. Use ASK to submit a question. 
>Strindt says, "Hmm. How did that get off." 
>Strindt removes a silver-threaded toga from his small black satchel. 
>Strindt puts a silver-threaded toga on.
>Waldern says, "I  think there is only one question tonite :
 

   "Why did the chicken cross the road?"
 

 ** Waldern opens the floor back up for general discussion. ** 

>Waldern exclaims, "Okay, you may all be noisy again!" 

>Aristotle: To actualize its potential. 

>Julius Caesar: To come, to see, to conquer. 

>Leda: Are you sure it wasn't Zeus dressed up as a chicken? He's into that kind of thing, you know. 

>Socrates: To pick up some hemlock at the corner druggist. 

>The Sphinx: You tell me. 

>Zeno of Elea: To prove it could never reach the other side.
 
 

>Bonk: Mistah Chicken, he dead. 

>Garrock : To offer Bonk a marshmellow.

>Discord suddenly appears in a swirl of black mist holding Garrock by the scruff of his neck. 
>"I had enuff of you"  With that she strikes Garrock with a giant ball of fire and rushes off in a plume of dark smoke.
>Garrock just fell dead at your feet!

>Scheherazade : It probably crossed to get a better look at my legs, which, thank goodness, are gorgeous: )

>Vaftel : The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated. 

>Llorien : I invited it to come up and see me sometime.

>Zed : Cause Bumpy wanted a chicken sammich!

>Apollonius: He's a chicken!  He didn't know it was a road, just some hard, flat and really hot surface.

>Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own.

>Moses: Know ye that it is unclean to eat the chicken that has crossed the road, and that the chicken that crosseth the road doth so for its own preservation. 

>Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees. 
 

>Johann Friedrich von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it. 

>Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.

>Groucho Marx: Chicken? What's all this talk about chicken? Why, I had an uncle who thought he was a chicken. My aunt almost divorced him, but we needed the eggs. 

>John Milton: To justify the ways of God to men. 

>Jack Nicholson: 'Cause it (censored) wanted to. That's the (censored) reason. 

>Ronald Reagan: I forget. 

>Mr. Scott : 'Cos ma wee transporter beam was na functioning  properly. Ah canna work miracles, Captain! 

>William Shakespeare: I don't know why, but methinks I could rattle off a hundred-line soliloquy without much ado. 

>Mr. T: If you saw me coming you'd cross the road too! 

>Margaret Thatcher: There was no alternative. 

>Martin Luther King: It had a dream. 

>Tamboura stands up.

>Tamboura just left.