Do-Do:(( Distracted despite herself))
** Yes, Monroe's Grocery is where we priestettes stock up on our sacred stash of mystical magical beans of portent (they have given "Jack and the beanstalk" a whole new meaning to us, I'll have you know!) **'
**But be that as it may, I shall have to keep solemn vigil now over this steamy pot of sacred beans:**
Oh most sacred beans, filled with mystic messages! What are you trying to convey to us? (( Starts swaying slightly and rhytmically, dazed from the fumes rising from the sacred beans ))
What omen is this? What portent draws nigh? ((Stares rigidly into the depth of the beans, still swaying like a befuddled cobra, inhaling the pungent fumes))
((Cries out, and faints; - collapsing onto the dust of the sidewalk))