Theme 14: Drinking
The salt-and-pepper-haired man jumped up on the table and stumbled slightly, holding his Sharpshooter high in the air.
"I AM THE FREESHOOTER!" he shouted.
Luxord climbed on next to him with his cards stacked neatly atop his head.
"AND I AM THE GAMBLER OF FATE!" he slurred.
"AND TOGETHER WE ARE!" they said together and jumped from the table and floated. Suddenly the room was changed to a prehistoric time.
"THE SPACE-TIME CONTINUM!" they screamed in unison, both striking heroic poses.
"They've been drinking again." Vexen whispered.
"I'll go get the Superior and the bucket." Xaldin said, leaving the room.
