To make up for the long wait (we're kind of sorry about that, by the way) here's another chatroom scene!
PS. This chapter's dedicated to all math-y people!
Disclaimer: We own nothing. Oh wait, that's not true... Eloise owns a copy of the 2004 movie, but she's defending that with her life.
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Part XIIIFirmin: dearly beloved, we're gathered here today..
Andre: eh.. Firmie, dear, we're not at a wedding..
Firmin: oh. Oops. We're here today for the first-ever Opera Populaire Quiz Bowl Match!
Andre: Sooo.. dear Quizlets, you need to divide up into two teams, who wants to be a team captain?
Erik: I wish you wouldn't call me that, it does bother me so..
Firmin: psst, Andie, d'you know who this Erik is?
Andre: no clue, Mimi
Firmin: Ah well.. thanks for volunteering! Who else?
Raoul: ohh! me! me me meee…
Meg: I want to be on Erik's team!
Christine: me too!
Raoul: whaa? OMG, Christine..
MmeGiry: don't worry, dear Vicomte, I'll be on your team!
Nadir: and me as well!
Erik: hmph. No loyalty whatsoever. I wonder what Mr. Punjab thinks of that..?
Nadir: umm.. nevermind. I want to be on Erik's team.. sorry dear..
MmeGiry: someone's sleeping on the couch tonight..
Meg: ehh.. mum? What are you talking about?
MmeGiry: oops.. I mean.. nothing.. nothing at all! I'm going to go check on dinner, it should be ready to eat soon –twitches slightly-
Philippe: no wukkas.. me and Sori'll stick with ya, bro
Raoul: dude.. "no wukkas"? since when did you turn Australian?
Andre: alrighty. La Carlotta, you're with Raoul, then. Teams names, anyone?
Raoul: FopsUnited!
Erik: I like.. umm.. peanut.. butter..?
Firmin: okie dokies! We just discovered this really kewl chatroom feature; you can add tags to everyone's names! Look!
Meg(PeanutButter): what do u mean?
Meg(PeanutButter): whoah! neat!
Andre: okay, then. Let us commence!
Firmin: first question, it's an easy one:
Firmin: if there are 93 men and 72 women hunting after the Opera Ghost, the men each have a .102 chance of finding him, and the women each have .049 chance, what's the overall probability of the O.G. getting away?
Christine(PeanutButter): Firmin, that's a bit sexist of you, isn't it? I think women should have the same chance of finding him!
Meg(PeanutButter): wat's "sexist"?
Erik(PeanutButter): Excuse my humble opinions, but the Opera Ghost will never submit to apprehension! How dare you underestimate his omnipotent powers?
Meg(PeanutButter): huh?.. u just used alot of words that i dun kno
Philippe(FopsUnited): 86.986
Andre: oh! capital, capital! that's some fast math right there!
La Sorelli(FopsUnited): that's my man :-D
Raoul(FopsUnited): dude, where d'you learn to do that?
Philippe(FopsUnited): mum sent me to business school when you were away at ballet lessons
Philippe(FopsUnited): oops. I didn't mean to say that… sorry…
Raoul(FopsUnited): I only went so I can see Christine! My love for her is nothing to be ashamed of!
Erik(PeanutButter): that's what they all say.. -snigger chortle giggle-
Christine(PeanutButter): Erik, shush! Aww, Raoul, that's so sweet of you!Erik(PeanutButter): excuse my behavior. I think I may have had one too many martinis.. -blushes-
Meg(PeanutButter): martinis? where?
Erik(PeanutButter): Christine has a secret alcohol stash under her bed
Christine(PeanutButter): -flushes- I need it for.. medical reasons…
Firmin: ahem. Moving on: one over cosine x, divided by a constant "c", simplifies to what expression?
Erik(PeanutButter): let's see.. one over cosine x is secant x, over c.. it's (sec x)/c?
Raoul(FopsUnited): wait! I know how to finish it! the c's cancel out, so the answer is "sex"! M. Firmin, these questions are a bit inappropriate, aren't they?
Firmin: I'm sorry M. de Changy, Erik has the correct answer. You are now tied, with one point each.
Raoul(FopsUnited): dude, it's "de Chagny"
Firmin: oops. sorry, man.
Andre: next question: You are captured by the Shah of Persia, and placed in a prison to be executed.
Andre: The executioner tells all the prisoners, there are twenty of them, a day prior the method of execution.
Andre: Everyone is lined up, and the executioner puts either a black or white hat on everyone's head.
Erik(PeanutButter): can you please just type everything out at once? It does bother me so.
Andre: okay okay, #20 can see everyone in front of him, but not his own hat, #19 sees the first 18 people's, etc. The executioner then asks #20 what color his hat is, and if he answers correctly, he is spared. The executioner then asks #19, and so on. The prisoners are allowed to meet and discuss a strategy beforehand. The question is: how many people can you make sure you save?
Erik(PeanutButter): bah. My good friend Nadir will surely let me escape. This question does not concern me.
Nadir(PeanutButter): yea. and I'm not about to go and kill myself, or my dear Antoinette.
Raoul(FopsUnited): I'll pay them off with my enormous fortune!
Meg(PeanutButter): i'll seduce teh gaurds!
Christine(PeanutButter): what about me?
Raoul(FopsUnited): of course I won't let them kill you! I haven't even slept with you yet!
Christine(PeanutButter): aww… so sweet… wait, what?1 is that why you've been buying me lingerie?
Erik(PeanutButter): you haven't? Hah!
Raoul(FopsUnited): pfft. It's not like you have either…
Erik(PeanutButter): ooh.. I wouldn't be so sure about that, my most esteemed fop…
Christine(PeanutButter): Erik, shh! You really can't hold your liquor, can you?
Raoul(FopsUnited): Christine? What's going on?
Christine(PeanutButter): It's nothing.. Erik's just being his usual delusional self again…
Erik(PeanutButter): I resent that!
Philippe(FopsUnited): 19?
Raoul(FopsUnited): huh? I'm so confused..
Philippe(FopsUnited): 19 people saved, you dolt. I'd explain it to you, but it seems like such a waste of time.
Firmin: Brava! Correct!
Erik(PeanutButter): my dear M. Firmin, it's "bravo," or "bravi" if its plural. I'm sincerely sorry, but such horrid grammar does bother me so.
Raoul(FopsUnited): geez, Erik, you're such a whiner!
Andre: okay okay.. next question: it has been scientifically proven that drinking 22 ml of arsenic will kill a person. If you drank 5 glasses of water, each laced with 6 ml of arsenic, will you die?
Raoul(FopsUnited): okay, who wants to test it?
Philippe(FopsUnited): one sec, I think I've figured it out.. it the answer "yes"?
Christine(PeanutButter): uh oh..
Meg(PeanutButter): wat?
Christine(PeanutButter): Erik was on the fifth glass when he passed out.. d'you think it's serious?
Meg(PeanutButter): dunno.. prolly not..
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Author's Note: Sorry for taking so long to update! Eloise had AP exams.. and Elizabeth, well, she's just lazy.. Although, to her credit, she did do a temporary bio for us (which you can now all see) that will remain until Eloise comes up with something better. Right, so actually, Elizabeth was deathly illness due to a sinus infection, but that's okay, she's tough…
Righto, you notice that it's "Author's Note," singular. No worries, Elizabeth will return, after catching up with all her work… this is also the reason why this chapter's kind of short; Eloise simply not clever enough to write funny things.
Also, sorry that this is short, but life's been hectic, and finals are coming up. So, this is probably (see last note) the one update this week, but after exams (next week) are over, and Eloise is comfortably home, you can expect updates at least twice a week!
Last note: review, review! Your reviews inspire us to keep writing… and if we have enough feedback, since Eloise's too insecure about her writing, there might be another chapter on Wednesday! ;-)