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Astra would normally have been out for hours, but Belboz's magic had brought her round. However she was still very drunk and suffering from the effects of the GHB. She staggered up towards the stage, then tripped on the short flight of steps leading up to it but just managed to keep her balance. She grabbed the microphone from Scott.
"I feel fantashtic!" she announced. "But it'sh hot in here. I'm gonna take my clothesh off... Oh, they are off. Why don't you all take yoursh off too...? Nobody? You're all chicken! Ish it becaushe you're shy? Don't worry, I promishe not to laugh. I know you can't all have beautiful bodiesh like mine." "You're supposed to be making a speech about the hundred-thousandth episode," Scott reminded her in a piercing whisper. "Boring! But if you inshisht. Did you know that the Never Ending Quesht hash a shaboteur? But for him there would be far more epishodes than however many it wash that you shaid." The shadowy figure, now lurking at the edge of the room, tensed. This was what he had been trying to prevent. Any moment now Astra would reveal his name. What could he do to prevent it?
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