From: DONTHEN             
To: ALL                 
Subject: The Above      
Date & Time: 07/29/90 12:57:00
Message Number  6938

   "What the hell--?"  Wezip lets go of Xon's shirt at the sound of
the explosion.
   "Funny, just what I was going to ask you," Xon says crossly.
   "Oh.  Right.  Well, I need to get you to do a favor for me."  The
fox absently watches the tribble pop out from behind where Bongo-
Man threw it.  Cute little whatsit.  It promptly falls onto the floor
and out of sight.
   "Tell me about it in a minute," Xon says, crossing over to where
Rufus is standing.
---
   "I saw, I saw," Mulligan says in response to Turtle.  He says this
at the same time he's dashing out of his seat and racing for the
door; he gets there and stops, apparently determining that the
assassin is too far away already to be pursuable.  He then heads
back to Rufus, ignoring the reptile.
   "You have any idea why someone would be trying to kill you?"  His
expression is a little skeptical, somehow suggesting that he over-
heard Rufus' explanation of a few moments ago.
---
   "I have these houseguests coming," Wezip mumbles to the air where
Xonzoff had been standing.  Then he thrusts his hands in his pockets,
sighs melodramatically and heads toward Angel and the piano.
    His expression changes to one of dismay when he sees Angel is
bleeding, and the thought of his impending houseguests is temporarily
driven out of mind.  "That doesn't look like 'nothing to worry about,'"
he says reproachfully.  He looks over at the bar as if hoping a
bandage will appear magically; Xonzoff is digging around behind it,
perhaps looking for the fox's theoretical first aid kit.