BODYGUARD: Hey Jim. Bubbles tell me it's your Birthday man. He asked if The Queen and I could pass on a royal congratulations to yourself. She normally doesn't do requests like this for anyone, but Bubbles is an old...
THE QUEEN: Sod him. That Jim is dreamy. He makes one's crotch wet.
BODYGUARD: ...yes. Well... anyway, He asked if we could also sort out something special for you.
THE QUEEN: One does remember Bubbles remarking he once kept something special down in the dungeons.
BODYGUARD: That's brilliant ma'am. I was just going to offre him a knighthood or something, but lets see if Bubbles still has anything down there. Maybe some 40 year Oak aged Scotch Ale or something.
THE QUEEN: Excuse me Jim whilst we go take a look.
---shortly in the dungeon---
