Duke Usleiva : 'tis a dark lonely road today. Hark! What is that? 'tis a highwayman. No, 'tis Craig the Bellringer. Ahoy mine welsh friend, what bringest thou out?
Bellringer : Good eve' mine friend. I seeketh the glory of the Karaoke willst thou join me?
Duke Usleiva : Alas, I am on a mission most grievious; I must not tarry lest King Roy sendeth men after me.
Bellringer : Thou insulteth me, if thou willt not Karaoke with me thou is no friend of mine. I insist, Karaoke or die!
Craig the Bellringer proceeds to beat Duke Usleiva with a golf club he had hidden beneath his robes
Duke Usleiva : Oh foul demons of fate where hath thou leadeth me? Pray tell, is that a golf club thou beatest me with?
Bellringer : Verily, 'tis a 7-iron, beautiful isn't it... see the curves, the sleekness, 'tis as beautiful as a sheep. I doth use it to ringeth the bells. Hark! Someone comes, I must flee lest they find me...
Craig the Bellringer runs off the stage. Dropping a scroll on the floor out of his robes.
Duke Usleiva : 'tis too late, I fear I be near slain, my legs are broken forsooth. Who cometh to saveth me?
Why 'tis Jamie the Caregiver.
Jamie the Caregiver, rescues Duke Usleiva and carries him off the stage.
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