The arkmates entered the study today to find it all set up for an impromptu birthday party for Jezebel.
The appearance of truly miraculous amounts of alcohol ensured that even though there only being four people who actually drink alcohol on the Ark, the party was going to be a wild one. Not least because of the one thing that makes any party complete: Twister (Martha: "Someone's not thinking clearly... that can only go downhill").
Jezebel, despite the fact that she didn't seem sure if it was her birthday or not, seemed to have a good time, although Martha was soon on the scotch again.
Meanwhile, John made friends with the ship's parrot, a Norwegian Blue ("Who's a pretty member of a non-human species, then?") and all the arkmates consumed prodigious amounts of cake.
The only question raised by the fun gathering is a simple one: who's clearing up?
