It was dark outside when Donald answere the door. She had said she would be there at 6 o clock but now it was more like 9.00. She was around the corner and asked if she could get some spare some change.

For a moment he thought she might be contagious,. But she didn't seem quite as psychotic as most of the people he'd met latelty so he decided to take her out for a meal and share his hard days times..

Donald made a living nowadays as a tall tale.

.............

She spent days trailing around after him, collecting video footage for her net site and listening to stories about the time Shiela Tequilla and he had "been too much for Naples".

The pantomime developed loosely around the tale of Cinderella. Donald was Donald, the Prince was a pauper, the Sista a nun and Buttons a lot

It all went well until the night of the performance, when, after drinking the free vodka, Donald became all too truthful infront of his mother.

She fled

and the hotel fire alarm went off at 5.00am in the morning. They all looked dog rough, except for Donald who had matching blue cotton Pyjamas.

They never found out "who done it" but nonetheless ...