Seventh Note: Whiskey, Whiskey on the Shelf [Audio - Private]

[tinkertytonk]

[After ascertaining for certain from Princess Celestia that Jeeves hasn't just been spirited away on another espionage mission, Bertie does what any right-thinking man would do: he turns on his scroll, picks out a trio of chums and messages them to ask after getting drunk. Harvey, Flare Star and Dante will do, surely! He tries to keep his voice light and airy, but he might sound more than a touch desperate.]

What ho, chums all! I was wondering if you might not like to join me for something of a bender. Of the jolly juice variety, I mean, not coffee or tea. I'm looking to sink a league or ten into the good stuff, steeping up to the gills and all that. Just thought you might like to join in, what? Always a happy time with one's friends. A good zozzling that is!

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[tinkertytonk]

[Of these three, Dante's the only one Bertie doesn't think knows about the understanding between himself and Jeeves. He'll probably need to get a fair bit into his cups before he's really inclined to do so, at that.]

Jeeves, my valet - friend - he's flitted back home to London. Princess Celestia checked, and his scroll's back in the Canterlot Library. I thought we might toast to his good health. [And the other friends who have disappeared... again. Surprise is gone, he knows.]