Fun from Elven Star :
"Not without my hat," said the old man.
"To Orn with your hat!" Paithan ground his teeth...."You doddering idiot! There's a drag--" He turned back to the old man, stared, then said in exasperation, "Your hat's on your head!"
"Don't lie to me, Sonny," said the old man peevishly. He leaned down and picked up his staff, and the hat slipped over his eyes. "Struck blind, by god!" he said in awed tones, stretching out groping hands.
"It's you hat!" Paithan leaped foward, grabbed the old man's hat and yanked it off his head. "Hat! Hat!" he cried, waving it in front of the old man's face.
"That's not mine," said the old man, staring at it suspiciously. "You've switched hats on me. Mine was in much better condition--"
"Come on!" cried Paithan, fighting back a crazed desire to laugh.
"My staff!" shrieked the old man, planting his feet firmly, refusing to move.
