"We had a great time working together on a project that focused our energies away from the current state of the world and into a world of fantasy."
"The Flophouse is on the edge of the thicket (where all seedy establishments should be). It is populated by a collection of ne'er do wells full of guile and severely limited intelligence. A tribe of wee people whose malevolence is inversely proportional to their stature. While the proprietress is a darling, welcoming old dear she always carries a rolling pin with her in case things get out of hand. More than once she's had to remind the residents not to eat the postman..."