Raymond chose this moment in proceedings
to lift a silver closh, revealing
a VHS cassette on a platter.
'You've probably all just stopped wondering
why I asked you here this evening,' said Raymond,
mugging to a camera only he could see.
'I don't think I need to tell you
what's on this video.'
His audience, some half a dozen in number,
shuffled uncomfortably on their milking stools.
Chet McCafferty glanced about at the others.
'You do realise we could just rise en masse
and grab it from you, don't you Raymond?
Six against one. You can't fancy those odds,
can you, you saucy rascal?'
'Not ordinarily,' says Raymond,
'which is why I'm appearing to you
as a hologram,' the image flickering suddenly,
just another revelation in an evening
chock-full with them,
what with the trifle and all.
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