VENTRUE: Now, Lasombra, why did you arrange a meeting here?
LASOMBRA: Well, I thought it was time to inform you and the bunch that Geoffrey and I have just....
TZIMISCE: HALT! I kept telling yoo zat my name is now Tzimisce and not Geoffrey!!!
NOSFERATU: Hmm, somehow sounds fiendish ... but do you always have to copy me??
TZIMISCE: Copying yoo?...Well, zat my last experiment looked like yoo waz really an accident!!! [Blush]
MALKAV: Hey! How can you blush?? Is that some of your `Sissitude-Thing??
MALKAV: Hey, Bob didn't hit me!
BRUJAH: I told you not to use my Streetname, Kook!
VENTRUE: Gentlemen....
GANGREL: GRRRRRRR!
VENTRUE: Oh, excuse me, Gangrel. LADIES and Gentlemen, let's stop this arguments about names, please. Let's hear what Lasombra and Geoff... err... Tzimisce have to tell us.
LASOMBRA: Now. Thanx to the inspiration of Bill...
VENTRUE: THAT'S VENTRUE FOR YOU; LASOMBRA!
LASOMBRA: Ok, ok, I get it. Thanx to his Inspiration Tzimisce and I just formed our own group and you are all invited to join it.
TOREADOR: Hmm, how if you tell us, what your new group is all about?
MALKAV: I know it! I know it! It's got something to do with dirty hands or so...or were they black?
SUTHEK: DIRTY you sssay? Ssssoundsss sssplendid to me...isss there a posssibility to have a possst asss religiousss exssspert or perhapsss sssome busssinesss with drugsss???
TOREADOR: Ah, that sound just like you, Suthek. Always taking chances without paying heed to the moral aspects of your deeds! ...oh, How DECADENT!
BRUJAH: You tell us something about decadence, Toreador???
TOREADOR: Thanx Malkav. I aspire to true art and beauty... what has that got to do with decadence???
SUTHEK: Do you really want an anssswer to sssat quessstion, Ssssir? Sssse Cossst for it isss not too high...let'sss dissscusss sssat later, yesss? Hmmm...Decadenssssss......
LASOMBRA: AS I was about to say - you all remember those three witches on the hilltop in MacBeth?
MALKAV: Sure! Nice Chicks, but they lacked hygienics...
GANGREL: [Grrrowwwlllll]
TOREADOR: Don't get upset, Gangrel. Malkav didn't mean it personal, I'm sure...but please let me say one thing without getting physical, you COULD do a little bit more about your hair...it's so ...hmm...MESSY! And since we ladies have to help each other in this world dominated by men...
VENTRUE: Toreador! Ladies? But you are a ma...oh, I think I understand. [coughcough]
TOREADOR: [whispered] One more thing, Gangrel...DO you do it doggy style??
TOREADOR: OUCH! That hurt.....AHHHH! The IGNORANCE! That dress was Brand new And Unique! It was a present from my lov...ahh, dear friend Gaultier! The LOSS to humanity!
[Malkav and Brujah look at each other...suddenly bursting out with laughter]
TOREADOR: Oh, you BARBARIANS! Can't you let a woman mourn about a deep loss? You... you...ANIMALS!
LASOMBRA: Very ...decorative..., those slashes, Gangrel. NOW, back to those witches. Their meetings were called ‚Sabbats'...
TREMERE: Did someone just mention witches?
TZIMISCE: Vat the Hel are YOU doing here?
TREMERE: Uhhm...well...Saulot sent me as his holiday replacement...hmmmhmmmm.
HASSAM: Holiday...yes, one could call it that...(Grin)
VENTRUE: You mean, you are here to give Saulot the Memos later, Tremere? Show me the papers he surely gave you!
TREMERE: [Hypnotical Voice] YOU DON'T NEED TO SEE MY PAPERS!
VENTRUE: Hmm, I don't need to see your papers...
TREMERE: THESE ARE NOT THE DROIDS YOU ARE LOOKING FO...yikes. [Wrong time again. My pastlife as an Oracle of time keeps haunting me].
GIOVANNI: Here, your Pizza, Lasombra! [Whispered] Tremere, perhaps we could solve that problem...the haunting i mean... [twinkle]
TREMERE: [whispers back] HOW CAN YOU READ MY THOUGHTS?
LASOMBRA: PIZZA? WITH GARLICK? WHO DID ORDER TH....MALKAV!
MALKAV: I didn't do it, it was Bob, trying to protest against the establishment again!
BRUJAH: Stop telling lies about me! Are you mad, Malkav?
BRUJAH: Ok, ok, stupid question...but he just pushes me to the edge...
LASOMBRA: ...WHAT brings us back to business. If any of you doesn't want to be pushed around by someone we all know, he...or she is welcome to participate.
MALKAV: MEEE, MEEEE!
TZIMISCE: Errr, I zink we should set at least SOME limitationz to who joinz and who not.
SUTEKH: Let me tell you sssat I have had ENOUGH of your sssmall sssquabellsss, and sssat I will ssseek my own way in ssse desssertsss... perhapsss in egypt...and when I return I will dessstroy you all and be proclaimed asss a GOD! I will rule SSSUPREME! I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!
MALKAV: Narf!
VENTRUE: Sutekh, just because you have had a lisp since you were a kid doesn't mean you have to go nuts!
LASOMBRA: AND STOP STANDING ON MY PIZZA!!!
MALKAV: Seems more like an 'Oh God' to me , anyway...
BRUJAH: Hey, Sutekh, that's my job!
BRUJAH: Ahhh, that feels better...
Waitress: Ah, is there a Mr. Ventrue here? I've got a pizza here for him... a Garlic Special...
MALKAV: HEY VENTRUE, why the hell did you just hit me? Hmm, what's this warm stuff in my mouth?...Tastes good...Juck, it's blood! Gross! [Ok ok, we know you all know that we know that you all know that joke, but we just couldn't resist!]
VENTRUE: Malkav, stop mucking about with pizza! And has anybody seen that Tremere character?
BRUJAH: It wasn't Malkav...I've been watching him...
HASSAM: Um, yeah. Tremere... vanished... to the toilets... with the waitress... by the way, has anyone seen Ravnos tonite? I'm beginning to have suspicions about the pizza... it can't be Malkav...
MALKAV: Too true! It wasn't any of us!
HASSAM: ...'cause he's too daft to think of it!
MALKAV: Owch, my hand hurts!
HASSAM: Don'd dry dad again, Nudboy...by de by, can I ged my fagsh... ummm...fangsh back...dey are shduck in de back of your hand? Thanx.
MALKAV: Oh, sure, old man...IF you come down from your mountain once in a while to visit me and Mr. Socko! Visiting times are from...
BRUJAH: Mountain? Like in 'A Mountain of shi...'
HASSAM: DON'T PUSH IT! At least MY Moutain wasn't destroyed, unlike a certain village you once knew...
BRUJAH: THAT WAS FOR CARTHAGE, VENTRUE, YOU CAPITALIST SWINE!!!
VENTRUE: OWW, VAT URT!...[Hypnotical Voice] Where did you say that mountain was, Hassam?
HASSAM: Oh, that's hard to tell... best you take this map to Alamut...
NOSFERATU: Wow, how can 11 people be THAT stupid?... oh, with Malkav it's 33... but still not enough...
SUTEKH: Ah, I hear dissssssatisssfaction out of sssat...perhapsss you want to follow me in my quessst to sssupressssss mankind and become GODSSS OF BLOOD!
[A rather pale waitress arrives to serve more Pizzas...]
TREMERE: Did I miss anything? And where did this MEGAGARLICIZZA (TM) come from?
NOSFERATU: HEY, there's a RAT on mine, how GROSS!
RAVNOS: Hey, I ain't no rat, Ralph! My new illusions seems to work quite well... How did you like your pizzas??