Wheok cupped his chin in his hand and drummed his fingers on his cheek.
"Hmmm..." he murmured. "Whezora's? Zorok's?"
He giggled like a girl and clapped his hands together. Then suddenly he stopped and looked forlorn.
"Alas," he wailed, "I have no money! Lord Giga gave me the money to open my Boutique originally as a reward for helping save the Castle from an invasion of zombies."
"Zombies??" Zora looked frightened.
"Oh it was quite bizarre and I shant go into it," Wheok shrugged. "Anyway, I got testy and burned down my store in a fit of pique after Lord Giga snubbed me at the New Year's Party."
"Hmmm..." Zora purred.
"Yes," Wheok sighed. "And Lady Nyu had come to commiserate with me and was nearly killed but Lord Giga came and rescued us both and then he disappeared."
Wheok buried his face in his hands and burst into tears. He sobbed like a heartbroken maiden for several minutes while Zora nibbled on her muffin, not knowing how to respond.
Unexpectedly, he sprang from his chair, looked skyward and beat his chest like an ape.
"Oh Lord!" he screamed, startling everyone in the Inn. "WHY! Why not take ME instead of Lord Giga!!! This is all my fault! I am to blame! Me! ME! MEEEEEEEE!!!!"
He dropped to his knees, face upturned, with his eyes closed and tears streaming down his cheeks. He clasped his hands in front of him and sobbed ....
"Oh what I would not give to kiss his boots right now!!!"
Wheok then fell over sideways and crumpled into a ball on the floor where he continued to cry until he passed out.
<BR><center> "Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look <br> what they can do when they stick together.." ... Vesta M. Kelly</center>