A/N: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed this! Thanks to Farfala for pointing out my mistake about the time of the meeting – it was supposed to be eight. This chapter is for iluvchocs (you will see why) and all my other absolutely fantastic reviewers!

Dinner

"Why did we let him decide on what to do? Why?" demanded Alanna.

"He said he had a good idea, and stupidly we believed him!" said a rather agitated Raoul.

"I'll think of something Raoul, and I mean something better than sticking signs on his back!" yelled Alanna.

"Calm down Lanna!" he shouted back. "I'm sure you'll find a way to get back at him."

"I will, just not today," she murmured, smiling mischievously.

"Oh hello Lanna, Raoul! How are you?" asked a still overly cheerful Gary.

"Why are you so pleased?" she groaned.

"My plan worked so well! Loads of people laughed and I have already planned something for this evening!" beamed Gary, almost jumping up and down with excitement.

"Gary, people were laughing at the stupidity of it!" she yelled. "And what on earth have you got planned for this evening?"

"You'll see, you'll see," he replied.

"I hate it when you plot Gary" moaned Raoul.


Alanna, Gary, Raoul and Buri sat round a table shortly below the high table where the royalty sat. They had been made to attend the dinner in honour of the Scanran ambassadors. Gary was nearly clapping his hands from expectation.

"This is going to be great!" squeaked Gary.

"Great like your little joke yesterday?" asked Buri.

"Wasn't it just?" Gary asked, still squeaking.

"Gary, can't you recognise sarcasm when you here it?" asked Raoul in return.

"Oh be quiet! He's getting up, you'll see my great plan!" said Gary, his voice going scarily high.

"Great is it?" murmured Alanna.

Jon stood up, nodded to his court and gestured to the Scanran ambassadors to follow him. As he turned around Gary burst into laughter as a sign on Jon's back became visible. It clearly read 'Kick me'.